Heart, my heart,
What has made you so dry?I advise you,
Don’t mix with your mind.Mind, my mind,
What has made you so aggressive?I advise you,
Don’t mix with your vital.Vital, my vital,
What has made you so lethargic?I advise you,
Don’t mix with your body.Body, my body,
What has made you so sleepy?I advise you,
Don’t mix with your death. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Wings of Light, part 17, Agni Press, 1974
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