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| Rabindranath Tagore’s painting The Dancer |
She came to administer knowledge of the immortal self
Treading on a path lit by the lamp of manifold stars
Her steps careful in the sordid night’s wasteful force
Where evil twinned with good in the subliminal depths
There are her hands
Stretched out for ones to cross over the seas
And reach the land of sunny hills and springs
absolutely beautiful, thank you.
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