2020. An emptiness-fount
If you always extol yourselfTo the skies,
Then you are nothing but
An emptiness-fount.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 21, Agni Press, 1981
To the skies,
Then you are nothing but
An emptiness-fount.
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