18.2.2024
We the pioneers of Auroville Have been called here and must attune our lives To realize collective harmony, And dispense with ego's suffocating vibes.
Yet even here on this sacred land we fall And fail succumbing to desire's subtle way, We who have seen the Light and heard the call In this human drama seem content to play
The games the vital and the mind enjoy The thrills so fleeting they are quickly gone Like a young child searching for his toy, Lost in himself and in dreams alone.
The force is stronger now than years before All we need do is open the inner door.
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