Zephyr

```

(gentle breeze)

Zephyrs are blowing.

My heart is all inspiration.

My boat is reaching

The Golden Shore. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Come, my Non-English Friends! Let us Together Climb up the English Himalayas, Agni Press, New York, 1988
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