5. Nothing is aimless

Nothing walks

With aimless feet.

No, not even my stupid doubt.


Nothing sleeps

With an aimless body.

No, not even my beggar-insecurity.


Nothing sings

With an aimless soul.

No, not even my dying life.


From:Sri Chinmoy,The Golden Boat, part 7, Agni Press, 1974
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