16. Allow me not to lose one thing


Young I was;

I am now old.

Beautiful I was;

Ugly now I am.

Lord, I have lost everything.

But one thing, Lord,

Allow me not to lose:

My love of You. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Yesterday I was a crying dream, Agni Press, 1975
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