349. Pride has ruined me
My youth-enamoured prideHas ruined me.
Unless, indeed, I dwell
With humility-breath,
Destruction-night shall embrace
My helplessness-heart.
Sri Chinmoy, Transcendence-Perfection, Agni Press, 1975
Has ruined me.
Unless, indeed, I dwell
With humility-breath,
Destruction-night shall embrace
My helplessness-heart.
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