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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Tuesday, December 9, 2008

sunrise from the roof of our house

" He carried a mortal lustre as his robe,
Trailed Heaven like a purple scarf and wore
As his vermillion caste-mark a red sun..."
___Savitri (Book Seven/Canto Five)

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