55. It is never too late
It is never too lateTo aspire.
My heart feels it.
It is never too early
To realise.
My soul knows it.
Sri Chinmoy, Sound becomes. Silence is, Agni Press, 1975
To aspire.
My heart feels it.
It is never too early
To realise.
My soul knows it.
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