Heaven is afraid of me.
What can I do?I fly beyond its glee,
Piercing the Blue.Earth is afraid of me.
What can I do?I fell its ignorance-tree
To plant the True.Hell is afraid of me.
What can I do?My compassion frees its pangs
From the racking screw.My soul is afraid of me.
What can I do?Body's Eternity
I know is due. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,My Flute, Sri Chinmoy Lighthouse, New York, 1972
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