570. I Love Them All
I love my heart's morning starSpotless, without a scar.
I love my beauty's moon.
I love my beauty's noon.
I love them all.
Me they enthrall.
Sri Chinmoy, A soulful cry versus a fruitful smile, Agni Press, 1977
Spotless, without a scar.
I love my beauty's moon.
I love my beauty's noon.
I love them all.
Me they enthrall.
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