1125. My life-tree crumbled

```

My life-tree completely crumbled

Like an old ruin

The day I discontinued my old friendship

With my heart’s aspiration-cry. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 12, Agni Press, New York, 1981
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