Those we meet upon the roads of time Are kin from births in ages of the past Where we gathered on the shores to climb To heights unknown and back to earth at last,
Descending in a haze where all seemed lost In ignorance at the shock of our descent For in human life we struggled and we tossed About for years until the veils were rent,
And then the opportunity to progress Was given by the dual Avatars Whose importance of the earth they stress, No longer to seek to live among the stars
But divinize this land of human birth This green and glowing conscious gift of earth.
Poems Undated (1727)
Home
Disciples
Narad
Share your feedback. Help us improve. Or ask a question.