My solace

O Lord of my love, Your ruthless absence has now
Broken asunder my feeble heart. No cure!
My pride august is exiled in oblivion's cave.
The dance of utter ruin is my solace sure.

Sri Chinmoy, My first friendship with the muse.First published by Agni Press in 1973.

This is the 3002nd book that Sri Chinmoy has written since he came to the West, in 1964.


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