Read more from the Being Truly Human July 1997 Newsletter
By Harindranath Chattopadhyaya
Where all is one there is no room for sorrow,
Nor for this gaudy myth of you and me:
What we call yesterday, today, tomorrow,
Dies in the rose-depths of eternity.
Where all is one there is no place for narrow
Imprisonment within dividing bars:
The wounded deer is wedded to the arrow,
The leper’s eyes are comrade to the stars.
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