The Only Source (Poem)

    Of the lands that
    I traverse and the people that
    I Meet and Mingle with.
    The exuberance of life in its
    joy and love, in filth and fragrance,
    in beauty and abundance. I bow
    to the Sacred Soil for the richness
    and variety of life and its possibilities
    Sweetness of Bonds and the stifling
    bondages. Of You and Me
    Of the Countless that are
    and have been. And all
    that should be.
    For this Continuum to
    thrive – The Soil the
    Only Source

    – Sadhguru

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