3548 When My Dream-Tower Collapses

When my dream-tower collapses
And is totally ruined,
I do not suffer,
For I know that it was, after all,
Only a dream-tower,
And it had nothing to do
With my soul's vision-reality.
My dream-tower is always made
Of my wishful thinking.
I do not need it.
I shall not need it.
It is an unnecessary thing
From my very remote past.

Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, Part 36.First published by Agni Press in 1982.

This is the 503rd book that Sri Chinmoy has written since he came to the West, in 1964.

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by Sri Chinmoy
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