Archive | January 6, 2007

The Hour Came

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The Hour Came

The hour came.
I was not ready.
God descended,
Smiled
And
Departed.
The hour came again.
I was not ready.
God ascended,
Pushed
And
Barked.
The hour came not.
I was ready.
God slept.
I cried.
Ignorance sang.
Satan danced.

By: Sri Chinmoy

From: Here is the Place and

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