India (Poem)

She wore a raiment

of so many a hue
An unfamiliar eye would think
she is madness true
Her children are such
multi-flavored stew
This amalgamation of culture:
a heady brew

Isn’t man just an outcrop
of the land that his forefathers slew
Its antiquated history
of blood and beauty knew
A faraway visitor here saw
what man or god could ever do
Now it is time that you and me
blow life and breath anew

Love & Grace
– Sadhguru

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