Inevitable Word
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Inevitable Word

My Faults My Own

Poem — An Invocation to The Master #48

My faults my own, my spirit is free and unbound;
Thy rapture within grown, Thou my soul’s ecstasy and delight.
My mind drifts into the Unknown, my being vast and spaceless;
My body lives in Thy sunshine, it is vaster than unnumbered universes.

My faults my own, Thy godhead my thought and act;
Thy light my deathless sun, In Thy one act my faults disowned.




Inevitable Word is a pedestal for the newer forms of Poetry, Prose and literary Criticism. It is an attempt to bring into every manuscript the inevitable word and expression of the Spirit, as may be found in the Vedas, and more prominently, in the works of Sri Aurobindo.

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Murli R

Murli R

Founder@goldenlatitude. Lover of Sanskrit, Latin, Greek & the English Metre. Mostly write on Sri Aurobindo’s Yoga, whom I earnestly follow within and without.

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