My spirit will breathe again the Ashram's air And in that air I'll kneel and meditate Inhaling once more the sanctified incense there Nor wander lost in dream or hesitate
But go to my destined home in Auroville To build the Gardens of the Matrimandir Where the old consciousness is challenging still, Convinced that they are right they do not fear
The change that must take place for it to grow Into the vision which Mother spoke to me, And though the path is filled with thorns I know That nothing can prevent the Unity.
She said the Gardens are surely destined to be Built in the Japanese way and that I see!
Poems Undated (1727)
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