7661. YOU WANT YOUR MIND TO WITHER
You want your mind to wither.But how can it wither
As long as you allow it
To nourish itself with false imaginings?
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, Part 77, Agni Press, New York, 1983
But how can it wither
As long as you allow it
To nourish itself with false imaginings?
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