27.8.2023
We live in a state of atrophy, Dying from the day we are born, Unknown we live unaware of destiny For in us the Divine connect is torn.
Now in these later years of Auroville Distrust and dissension seem to reign, The ego nature still has not its fill And human life is tarnished with its pain.
The cycles turn and we turn with them too On the wheel of circumstance we move Seeking within for a higher view To find the Truth that once we knew as love.
Poems Undated (1727)
Home
Disciples
Narad
Share your feedback. Help us improve. Or ask a question.