The hero marches along
He who has loved this worldHas only got excruciating pangs.
The world has thrown on himAll ugliness, filth, dirt and impurity.
Yet the hero marches along,Carrying the burden of the entire world.
At the end of his teeming strugglesHe will go and stand at the Feet
Of his Lord Supreme. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Inner Promise - Paths to Self-Perfection, Simon and Schuster, 1974
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