An earnest plea to love one another "for it is only when we express love that we become closer to our true self".
How the world can be if Builders (Change Agents) were all given a chance to "reshape that stream of activity around us until the possibility of greatness is achieved".
Another poem in the Spirit series, Perfection tells us how life can be when we are inspired - "deep seated in our mind it liberates".
As the poem ends, it makes you ponder "in striving we find we've grown, our hearts widening, - our minds reaching to the far galaxies glimmering".
For my teachers Sri Aurobindo and Mirra Alfassa, written at their ashram in Pondicherry. "We seem on the brink - of total annihilation our pilot extinguished with no time to pause and think - to follow our highest right as dictated by that voice from within".
Jointly, Outside Auroville. "Come back and let's build that tomorrow - A vision so fierce as to fill our marrow - Remember our true path as once we were led - Blood sweat and tears, so easily shed".
Musings Interrupted (thoughts on the way to Pondicherry in 2013 - spiritual pilgrimage)
A plea not to judge other on religious grounds, but to let a true spirit of harmony reign
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On how a brighter future is possible if we let breathe the sensitive side inside us.
Look to your lordand let hisheaven manifest faster.
I'll help you instead of reeling from the light.
Imploring us to fashion things with our own hands and be filled with passion - for that is when spirit arises in matter.
Embodying a future spirit, this poem speaks of desirable qualities, offering hope that "just when your faith is flagging, an angel appearing... Out of nowhere will give you a boost and you the pinnacle will surmount"
A from the heart confession about my less than perfect self / appreciation for the family that loves and supports me.
Feeling lost, I soon pick up my spirits as I think of my gurus and their legacy
About fighting for truth and Mother Earth, this one ends with a strong call to have a day "glorious as we dreamt. When we decided to fight for good"
Another poem inspired by my Gurus, on the special day when I visited the city they sanctified and hallowed.
Enough talk of daemons and sprites and spirits that would possess a poets imagination, lead him to daydream and continually obsess - What these fellows need is some strong grounding in reality.
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