I watch the falling petals of the Grace Softly white on white on me descend On the roads of Auroville they have found their place. Will there ever be a beauty without end? I do not feel that evil can remain Where life is governed by omniscient Force Or earth sink down in nescience once again Following evil destiny in it's course. All earth is governed by a hand divine And we though tainted with our fate-held past Are still the evolutionary sign. The hour of the Lord has surely come, Let us welcome him in Peace into his home.
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