The hero marches along


He who has loved this world

Has only got excruciating pangs.

The world has thrown on him

All ugliness, filth, dirt and impurity.

Yet the hero marches along

Carrying the burden of the entire world.

At the end of his teeming struggles

He will go and stand at the Feet of the Lord Supreme. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Beyond Within — A collection of writings 1964-1974, Agni Press, 1975
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