267. His days slip by

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All his days slip by

In lethargy-black.

All his days slip by

In incapacity-brown.

All his promise-joy slips by

In oblivion-swoon.

Yet he cherishes the expectancy

Of God's arrival. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Transcendence-Perfection, Agni Press, 1975
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