 
 
 
Alone we are born
And die alone
Yet see the red-gold cirrus
over snow-mountain shine.
Upon the upland road
Ride easy, stranger
Surrender to the sky
Your heart of anger.
 
– James K.Baxter a New Zealand poet (1926-1972)
 
Photo by Ranjit Swanson Sri Chinmoy Centre Galleries
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