When
The phantom night struck meI lost all my Heavenly spheres
Sooner than at once.When
I struck the phantom dayI won nothing save and except
An endless frustration-night,A soulless and goalless fight.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Wings of Light, part 7, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974
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