my self. Whatever I uttered was far from what I liked to say and that
blurred expression hid me behind it.
So here are the true words-read it for my sake.
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, February 7, 2009
my unspoken words
my self. Whatever I uttered was far from what I liked to say and that
blurred expression hid me behind it.
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