Week/Day 1: 750
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Week 3/Day 14: 385
Week 4/Day 28: 350
Week 5/Day 35: 335
THE SAGE OF KANCHI
A frail, sickly frame, only half-clad,
In staid khadi wrap; yet it held within
An infinite spiritual charge.
Eyes that penetrate like laser beams,
driving darkness of ignorance away.
Yet like gentle moonbeams
Showering peace and grace.
Vision that soars beyond space
and time, unfettered, untrammeled,
to unravel the past, present
and future…anywhere.
A face that glows with divinity sublime
and a cherubic smile that lights up the mind
of the sorrow laden seeker.
A silence that speaks
to the mind and heart.
Who wants speech
when replies come unsought
to questions unasked.
If God takes human form
to live on earth, teach
and bless his strayed flock,
He could well be
The Sage of Kanchi