Out of the blue⁸

Three days ago, before going out to walk, I saw a poem by Shephali the great about my piano performance. The poem was lying on my white table. I was pleased that she had been so inspired by my piano.

Then, at my 200-metre mark, whom did I see? Shephali! As soon as you think of someone, out of the blue that person appears.

From:Sri Chinmoy,Run and become, become and run, part 19, Agni Press, 1996
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