928. THE SAD STORY
When our eyeless bodyIs in the foreground,
Our clever vital
Recedes into the background.
When our aggressive vital
Is in the foreground,
Our uncertain mind
Recedes into the background.
When our unlit mind
Is in the foreground,
Our insecure heart
Recedes into the background.
And there, there alone,
The sad story ends.
Sri Chinmoy, The Wings of Light, Part 19, Agni Press, New York, 1974
