My life is burning out.
I see no boatman.
My life is burning out.
I see no boat.
My life is burning out.
I see no life-river.
Alas, alas!
Nowhere my three old, good friends
Are to be found.
Excerpt from: Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, Part 1 by Sri Chinmoy, Copyright (c) 1900 by Sri Chinmoy– All rights reserved