O heart, my heart,
Do not cry.Still it is not
Too late to heal.O mind, my mind,
Do not cry.Still it is not
Too late to expand.O vital, my vital,
Do not cry.Still it is not
Too late to surrender.O body, my body,
Do not cry.Still it is not
Too late to start. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Wings of Light, part 11, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974
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