Meeting him was like a galactic fire, Embraced by him I could not understand The lessons that he taught me in the night. I heard the voices of the stellar choir And the music of a composer named Sunil. I sang the OM with older Ashramites, Disciples and devotees who lifted me higher To heavens where man is not allowed to come. In Auroville a stellar choir formed To bring down from eternal heights the songs That the angelic choirs sing to men. My music became a prayer to the Divine. And he the guru who led my soul to Her. We opened a channel for the Lord's voice to sing Through us, an instrument harmonious A united voice of earth before the Lord.
Poems Undated (1727)
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