2791. I thought I was perfectI thought I was perfect,
O my soul.
But now that I am following you
I clearly see that I was
Millions of miles away from perfection.
Now a hope-dawn you have granted me
To reach the perfection-day,
For I am following you
Sleeplessly and unconditionally.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 28, Agni Press, 1982