There is a pot of blazing gold
Beneath the mystical stratums
There is a pot of latest gold;
Zealous with morrow’s ideas
Wealthy with surprises untold.
Future’s astonishments holds it,
Onyxes, topazes, sapphires;
The blaze in them is of the sun,
Curious heaven earth desires.
Tied to old immortality
Gods, rewarded, deathlessness yearn;
Oh the consciousness shaping forms,
Matter’s own soul begins to learn!
And the abode built by Yoga
Houses the blazing pot in it;
It is a fire that kindles fires,
Bright orange flames of the spirit.
For questing will, in speck of earth,
What ages were searching is found;
Opened secrecies are here now,
Dazzling verities all around.
14 July 2026
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Rishi Agastya अगस्त्य ऋषि


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