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At the Feet of The Mother

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Into an ecstasy of vision caught Each natural object is of Thee a part, A rapture-symbol from Thy substance wrought, A poem shaped in Beauty’s living heart
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Behind all eyes I meet Thy secret gaze And in each voice I hear Thy magic tune: Thy sweetness hunts my heart through Nature’s ways; Nowhere it beats now from Thy snare immune.
Dr Alok Pandey and Narad on Savitri (VIDEO)
"There waiting its hour the future lay unknown, There is the record of the vanished stars. There in the slumber of the cosmic Will He saw the secret key of Nature’s change."