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The Mind
 How did you sneak into this clod of care?
None but a few seems to mine your ore.
You're often an alloy that tends to scare
Sifting. But one could divine the core.
Till then beings get ambushed in your layers
Of fugitive bliss that cloys but to spring
Again. Still you are a will that oft dares
The last fence of fires at a swing.
You shall never die unless you are killed
Your eternal wave-wars then rage no more.
The sea sans distortions lies undefiled.
Care kills a cat is a song in vogue no more.
Aren't you now self's ploy to flash - we then
Are one sans a second, not two in one?
-By G. Viswanathan
('From An Ampler Ether')
(Appeared in 'Mother India' Sri Aurobindo Ashram, November 1979)
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Bangalore 560 085.
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