208. ARROWS OF DESIRE

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Arrows of desire I hurl,

The nights of frustration endure

The death of reality sweet and pure.

Is that to obscure

Divinity’s oneness-height,

Perfection-delight? ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,A Soulful Cry Versus a Fruitful Smile, Agni Press, 1977
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