616. Aimless is he
After a lengthy reluctanceMy doubt-friend at last wanted
To leave my abode.
Aimless is he in his absoluteness.
Sri Chinmoy, Transcendence-Perfection, Agni Press, 1975
My doubt-friend at last wanted
To leave my abode.
Aimless is he in his absoluteness.
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