My nature old

My nature old in me creates

Stark doubts and ire.

It carries me into the cave

Of blazing fire.


Away my spirit flies too fast

And when to earth

Returns, alas, the earth again will

Torture my birth.


From:Sri Chinmoy,My first friendship with the muse, Sri Chinmoy Lighthouse, New YOrk, 1973
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