Guiding Light of The Month

Like a flame that burns in silence, like a perfume that rises straight upward without wavering, my love goes to Thee; and like the child who does not reason and has no care, I trust myself to Thee that Thy Will may be done, that Thy Light may manifest, Thy Peace radiate, Thy Love cover the world. - The Mother

Savitri


Their anger rushed galloping in brute attack,

A charge of trampling hooves on shaken soil;

Hate gripped hate and love broke in on love,

Will wrestled with will on mind's invisible ground;

Other's sensations passing through like waves

Left quivering the subtle body's frame.

He tore desire up from its bleeding roots

And offered to the gods the vacant place.

 

(Book three, Canto three)

 

An abyss yawned suddenly beneath her heart.

A vast nameless fear dragged at her nerves

As drags a wild beast its half-slaughtered prey.

 

(Book seven, Canto six)

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