(1054) Tava manasa madhaviikuinje
In Your mind's myrtle bower,[1]
I'd been sitting isolated.
In that lonesome nighttime arbor,
Had full moon been creeping in?
A vernal breeze in transit to elsewhere,
Softly, very softly, it did speak to me:
"Go from here, or keep knowing misery;
Heed what the peacock's call is saying.
"Use your idle hours for good deeds;
Lay aside former depravity.
Gaze forward with audacity;
Disregard all that was temporary."
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It is action that makes one great. Both sinner and saint may be redeemed.
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