In the airport soon to travel home To the country that has called my soul Often through the world I did roam Always seeking the elusive goal,
Living among the flowers and the trees Finding solace in the years when most alone, But only from India among all of these Came the promise and the healing tone
The challenge of inner growth never to cease The vast expansion of human consciousness From the karma of the past a true release And the ideal of truth and everlasting peace.
Poems Undated (1727)
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