My mind wanders,
Even through oversight.It does not look at the world-Lord.
My mind wanders,It plays, sings and talks
With darkness-night.My mind wanders,
It enjoys the restive lifeOf the vital attachment.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Illumination-Song and Liberation-Dance, part 4, Agni Press, 1976
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