What Can I Do?
Heaven is afraid of me.
What can I do?
I fly beyond its glee,
Piercing the Blue.
Earth is afraid of me.
What can I do?
I fell its ignorance-tree
To plant the True.
Hell is afraid of me.
What can I do?
My compassion frees its pangs
From the racking screw.
My soul is afraid of me.
What can I do?
Body's Eternity
I know is due.
From “My Flute” by Sri Chinmoy
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