The undivine flourish,
The divine die young:This is what we hear,
This is what we think,This is what we know.
My soul wants to add
Something to this lofty theory:The undivine flourish
In the closed coffin of Death.The divine die young
In the Lap of Immortality. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Inner Promise - Paths to Self-Perfection, Simon and Schuster, 1974
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