(7 May 1861 – 7 August 1941 / Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India)

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Fool

O Fool, try to carry thyself upon thy own shoulders!
O beggar, to come beg at thy own door!

Leave all thy burdens on his hands who can bear all,
and never look behind in regret.

Thy desire at once puts out the light from the lamp it touches with its breath.
It is unholy---take not thy gifts through its unclean hands.
Accept only what is offered by sacred love.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004


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  • Wailinn Soe (8/17/2009 3:45:00 AM)

    Is everyone fool like that.
    If a man is not fool like that, he is really fool.

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  • Melanie Ann Calvert (3/31/2007 3:58:00 PM)

    A wonderful piece that offers great insight... if only we could see ourselves as other people see us.

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