I saw her step on silver-sandaled feet Across the border of her world and ours, Swift and sure she moved yet she moved not Into a realm of silence where nothing stirs.
I felt a longing deep within the heart For one so far yet surely passing near, Beauty's footprints flowing in her wake Like springtime flowers in an endless year.
Then in an instant all was revealed, The meaning and the message our souls retain, This earth a higher purpose holds than all The worlds above, no habitat of pain
To be suffered in a body born to die. That which we seek is resident in all, It goes in front, swifter than our fate And waits the moment of our spirit's call. ----------- After the Isha Upanishad
Poems Undated (1727)
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