9.11.2024
Morning in the Ashram where I live Praying every day that I may give Myself and all my hopes, my highest dreams To the unclouded sun where beauty gleams Upon this chosen land so sanctified, Where One has come to cleanse the noxious tide Of a blind and dark humanity Bringing to the world a synergy Divine, that all who seeking may learn to know And in its blazing consciousness to grow.
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