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The sage of Kanchi
 He pre-empts thought before it strikes our mind
Whose clamour then clicks to its Waterloo.
A glint of smile and all its murk is mined,
And then is turned into the azure blue.
His facets flash the myriad lights of his
Self; a mystic whose very smile annuls
An lliad of ills; he exudes gnosis
When ritual-pitched beyond all manacles.
He keeps vibrant the weal-sewn syllables
Of ancient heavens and thus bends to unbend
The bows of stiff faiths not to unsettle
But to show their common strands well designed.
Let us not stall the saffron hour that dies
To dawn but turn our suns towards his skies.
-By G. Viswanathan
('From An Ampler Ether')
(Appeared in 'Mother India' Sri Aurobindo Ashram, November 1979)
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