Apr 1, 1967 | Devakananda Dasa Brahmacary, Poetry, Volume-01 Number-11
Of bondage I come, Yet must free myself and awaken. Forgive me my inexcusable cravings, my petty wants For denying the greatness and the Gift which has been bestowed upon me. Life in the fullest awakefulness in Thee My gift; my opportunity. Yet I pursue my dreams, and...
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