The light is playing softly on the trees My dreams of ages past are lying there Dreams in former lives I could not seize Busy with self I had no time to spare, And now, again reborn in Auroville I work for Her without the ego's rule, Aspiring still my destined role to fill In the early stages of the spirit's school.
Poems Undated (1727)
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