Puddles

This morning I went out running in shorts. It was so bad outside-raining cats and dogs! On the sidewalk there were so many puddles! But when I descended to the street I came across even more puddles. Then I would go back up onto the sidewalk again. Everywhere there were puddles. The rain was falling like arrows, but I still ran two miles.

-3 April 1983




[Source: "Puddles" in Sri Chinmoy, Run and Become, Become and Run, Part 14, Agni Press/Aum Publications, Jamaica, New York, 1985.]