Heart, my heart,
I feel so sorry for you.You are staying with imprisoned flames.
Life, my life,
I feel so sorry for you.You are staying in your mind’s tiny cave.
Soul, my soul,
I feel so sorry for you.Your God-manifestation is still a far cry.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Wings of Light, part 17, Agni Press, 1974
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