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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Sunday, December 28, 2008
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Friday, December 26, 2008
The message of the clouds
There is a call from the bosom of the sky. You have felt it in other
language in the moon-lit night. Now the coconut tree hears the messege
through the clouds. It's intense and silent before breaking onto the
earth beneath.
language in the moon-lit night. Now the coconut tree hears the messege
through the clouds. It's intense and silent before breaking onto the
earth beneath.
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Thursday, December 18, 2008
a hibiscus
*"Oh,fragrant are the lanes thy children walk
And lovely is the memory of their feet
Amid the wonder-flowers of Paradise."
Sri Aurobindo/Savitri
And lovely is the memory of their feet
Amid the wonder-flowers of Paradise."
Sri Aurobindo/Savitri
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Tuesday, December 16, 2008
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