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How I wish I could have
Only one flower
In my heart-garden:
Gratitude and nothing else.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 9
Sailing the boat of silver light,
The moon-beauty is fast approaching me.
The sky is vibrating with sweet and melodious songs.
The birds are flying beyond the horizon
To an unknown land.
All my hopes are flying without any destination.
Slowly my life's evening sets in.