4.4.2024
I watch the speeding youth go flying by Upon the dusty roads of Auroville Where Mother advised with utmost clarity Vehicles with no noxious fumes to spill
That man pass peacefully upon his way. In early years I too was wont to go Hurriedly as well and also play The ego game and never once would slow
The pace of life, the endless love affairs, The eternal need to let all people know Forgetting inner calls but all our cares One's uniqueness pleased to all to show.
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