Jan. 21, 2011
And we by an incalculable grace Are here among the blessed of the blest, With time to undo the karmic knots of past, Unfinished deeds and dramas yet to come In future births in a world that shall outlast Man's greed and savagery and shall contest His very existence, the future of the race.
We being called by an inexorable sound As if the OM of all the ages heard In the dim and listening spaces of the soul Brought forth the aspiration to travel home Gravitating and seeking towards a goal So vast and true, the ineluctable Word Implanted here in this sacred ground.
For Ved Prakash
Poems Undated (1727)
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