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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Friday, February 27, 2009

in the language of the moon

Read it in this moon-lit night what the sun told before he left!

[From my roof]

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