They say I carry within a deepened peace. Of this I do not know for worldly things Upon the spirit come and do not cease, The constant tribulations and the stings
Of human ego's status seem to increase, Concerned with all the troubles of the world And all the vile invectives that are hurled By those who have no interest in peace.
Nothing can slow the Supramental Force At work in every soul and every cell, It will in its own time take its course Creating heaven from our man-made hell.
Poems Undated (1727)
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