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, January 24, 2009
call of forest on sunday
It is a beautiful sunny sunday. The air is filled with fragrance of
trees, and the soft wind is playing a nonchallant musical tune with
the leaves and birds.
How beautiful are the trees-loving trees! They do not know to cling to!
trees, and the soft wind is playing a nonchallant musical tune with
the leaves and birds.
How beautiful are the trees-loving trees! They do not know to cling to!
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