The poet in me
Says to the tennis player in me:
“You do not succeed in tennis
Because your love is mouth-deep,
And your service is arm-long.”

The tennis player in me
Says to the poet in me:
“No doubt you have made
Appreciable progress
In your poetry,
But alas,
Your world-acclaim
Is still a far cry.”
Sri Chinmoy, Poetry: My Rainbow-Heart-Dreams, Perfection-Glory Press, Augsburg., 1993