April 15, 2011
I left the heat and humidity, Mosquitoes and the monsoon rain, Returned to a cold but friendly land Where I was welcomed back again. It is gentler here, the body at ease. The pressure less and less the pain, But there the soul is witness to The future that on earth shall be When we have left the past to die. We who live in eternity Must find the one who lives in us , Be done with such stupidity To speak of things we do not know Yet believe we truly understand. A day shall come when all shall see The miracle our souls demand A vessel of the High command Who knows earth as our dwelling place And India our state of grace.
Poems Undated (1727)
Home
Disciples
Narad
Share your feedback. Help us improve. Or ask a question.