100. Just for a second


O my narrow faith,

How long am I supposed to live

In your tiny hole?

I am suffocating, I am dying.

Leave me alone!

Just for a second

I wish to enjoy

The Universal Breath of my Beloved Supreme. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 1, Agni Press, 1979
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