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Wisdom of the Sadhu - Plough

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dharma • devotionCandlelight flickers across <strong>the</strong> wornpages, and <strong>the</strong> Sanskrit characters dance rhythmically,like graceful maidens chanting ancient hymns. Transfixed,<strong>the</strong> young boy follows <strong>the</strong>ir motion, and his soulsings in unison with <strong>the</strong>m:A mass <strong>of</strong> radiance, glowing all around,I see <strong>the</strong>e, hard to look at, on every side;Glory <strong>of</strong> flaming fire and sun, immeasurable,without beginning, middle, or end <strong>of</strong> power.Infinite arms, whose eyes are <strong>the</strong> moon and sun,I see <strong>the</strong>e, whose face is flaming fire,burning <strong>the</strong> whole universe with thy radiance.Quietly ano<strong>the</strong>r voice enters <strong>the</strong> song. It is a gentle,beloved voice, calling him, calling “Sundar,” drawinghim out <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> chant, away from <strong>the</strong> dance. Slowlyclosing his inner eyes, he looks up into <strong>the</strong> candlelitface <strong>of</strong> his mo<strong>the</strong>r. “Come, Sundar! It is past midnightalready. Soon it will be morning. You are only eightyears old, my son. You must rest.”5• dharma • devotion

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