5836. Each pure and flower-like thought

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Each uncomely and undivine thought

Wanders restlessly inside my mind’s

Tiny, unlit cave.

Each pure and flower-like thought

Grows and glows inside my heart’s

Mightiest kingdom. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 59, Agni Press, 1983
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