The moon has filled the cup of the night. Come out in this moon-lit night here and get drunk like this night.
In this investiture of fleshly life A soul that is a spark of God survives . And sometimes it breaks through the sordid screen And kindles a fire that makes us half-divine. Savitri, Book 11, Canto V
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Saturday, September 13, 2008
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