219. When you scold me
When you scold meI love you infinitely more,
Because
At that time you feel
That I can after all
Become something really good,
divine,
supreme
and perfect.
Sri Chinmoy, Transcendence-Perfection, Agni Press, 1975
I love you infinitely more,
Because
At that time you feel
That I can after all
Become something really good,
divine,
supreme
and perfect.
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