This collection of poems are some authentic poetic reflections on the inner journeyings of the iiiiI, carrying faith and aspiration, confronted with contrasting “realities”, its own failings and shadows, and moving on and on nonetheless.
Till one day it arrives?
Well, there is no end to the Journey, isn’t it?
Do you see yourself somewhere along these journeyings? What are your meanderings and straight highways?
A glimpse of some poems:
-1 Questioning drives me on wild Quest drives me onward
-2 Suspended in the air I belong nowhere.
The space gently holds me And I learn to hold space.
-3 I laughed At myself So loud That I woke up From sleep Still laughing.
Language: English
Author: Anandi Zhang
Publisher: Our Home, under Service Trust - Printed at Sri Aurobindo Ashram Press
