454. No room of its own

My heart showed me its room:
An angel-bloom.

My mind showed me its room:
A titan-gloom.

His vital showed me its room:
A dragon-doom.

Alas, my body has no room of its own;
It is desperately looking for a room.
Sri Chinmoy, Europe-Blossoms, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974