May 15th
Alas, for my poor heartThere is no golden to-morrow.
Alas, for God's poor Heart
There is nothing but helpless sorrow.
Sri Chinmoy, My Silence-Heart Blossoms, part 3, Agni Press, 1995
There is no golden to-morrow.
Alas, for God's poor Heart
There is nothing but helpless sorrow.
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