I have not seen the soul in flight Since childhood's days when I would roam The stellar worlds throughout the night Then into the body again, arriving home.
My life has been a whirlwind some might say, The journey of the soul through endless time And often joy and sorrow have paved the way To the Ashram's gates and Auroville sublime.
I do not know what next my steps will be But faith, the hidden knowledge of the soul Will lead me forth to Mother, one day to be Hers alone through all eternity.
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