Dr. Antony Theodore
Like The Migrating Birds. - Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore
Like the migrating birds,
man has a homecoming instinct.
In the heart of hearts he knows
that this world is unreal.
His unrest deep down in himself
makes him look for the Otherworldly.
So the pilgrim seeks
the City Unseen.
The Mystics are
the path-finders of the Spirit
blessed with spiritual intuition.
They tell us about absolute beauty
that lives in the City Unseen.
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