The voice within called to say, whispering into my ears slowly
You not of India but of the whole world,
You not of the whole world but of India,
"What? , " exclaimed I!
I heard somebody saying,
The voice murmuring within,
One half saying to another half,
The Soul holding parleys with the Self,
You not of India but of the whole world,
You not of the whole world but of India
And the crossword puzzle it put before
Never could I untie it.
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