When he went
In search of his soul,He helplessly stumbled and stumbled.
When he went
In search of his heart,He hopelessly fumbled and fumbled.
When he went
In search of his body,He ceaselessly grumbled and grumbled.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Wings of Light, part 6, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974
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