Now my footsteps tread Upon the soil of Auroville There is in me no dread That evil forces will Control the fate of man With their hegemony, For surely that is their plan, Control is all they see, Not the horseman sweeping down Not the city by the sea Or a newer Being grown Out of the ages laxity.
Poems Undated (1727)
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