569. Something else, something more

```

There was a time

When I was ignorance-night.

Something else:

Life’s death-revolver.

Now I have grown

Into wisdom-day.

Something more:

Life’s death-solver. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 6, Agni Press, 1979
Sourced from https://srichinmoylibrary.com/ff_6