I DID NOT know that I had thy touch before it was dawn.
The news has slowly reached me through my sleep, and I open my eyes with its surprise of tears.
The sky seems full of whispers for me and my limbs are bathed with songs.
My heart bends in worship like a dewladen flower, and I feel the flood of my life rushing to the endless.

THE GREAT is a born child; when he dies he gives his great childhood to the world.

SANATAN WAS telling his beads by the Ganges when a Brahmin in rags came to him and said, 'Help me, I am poor!'
'My alms-bowl is all that is my own,' said Sanatan, 1 have given away everything I had.'
'But my lord Shiva came to me in my dreams,' said the Brahmin, 'and counselled me to come to you.'
Sanatan suddenly remembered he had picked up a stone without price among .the pebbles on the river-bank, and thinking that some one might need it hid it in the sands.
He pointed out the spot to the Brahmin, who wondering dug up the
stone.
The Brahmin sat on the earth and mused alone till the sun went down behind the trees, and cowherds went home with their cattle.
Then he rose and came slowly to Sanatan and said, 'Master, give me the least fraction of the wealth that disdains all the wealth of the world.'
And he threw the precious stone into the water.