The sweet rainbow comes and goes,
But its beauty remains.The dear sun comes and goes,
But its duty remains.The faithful day comes and goes,
But its sound remains.The restful night comes and goes,
But its silence remains. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Wings of Light, part 11, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974
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