How difficult to hear the songs of stars Or see in dawn the eternal light of lights Brought down to us by the avatars Whose internal touch descends in nights
When calm is felt within the silent soul. The Mother speaks of collective harmony And for humanity it is the goal But is only possible when we are free
Of the binding ego and its authority To lead the being in duality's ways Entrapping the few who wish to be free Of all the games the lower vital plays.
Poems 2025 (464)
Home
Disciples
Narad
Share your feedback. Help us improve. Or ask a question.