When I talk with God
I cramp His conversation.When I talk with a man
We cramp each other’s conversation.When I talk with a woman
She cramps my conversation.And in return
The human in me strangles our conversation,While
The divine in me admires her conversation.When I talk with myself
I overfeed my conversationAnd kill the real thinker in me.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Wings of Light, part 2, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974
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