April 4 2014
From a distance I retain The memory of fragrant days Tormented not by fires that burn Within the depths, a resting phase While sleep attends my journey home To a place known in the silent heart Where flowers sweetly whisper, "Come And set the mind at ease, apart From mortal cares." The Ashram's peace Dwells constantly within me now And all these worldly troubles cease Within my calm untroubled brow.
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