Sacred Journey – The Pondicherry Pier

We walked on the decaying pier

Claimed by centuries of sea,

The unremitting crash of waves

Upon the shores of destiny.

Like one whose legs are cut from him

The rotting pylons swept to sea

All pride of strength washed away

Tumbling ignominiously.

With careful steps we reached the end

At night when sea and sky were one

And looked within our depths to find

The secret of the mystic sun

That burns so bright in human breasts,

Illumining the dark conclave

Where error joins with ignorance

Hurrying blindly towards the grave.

Who called us here is with us now,

Waking our souls from forgetfulness

And long revivifying sleep.

Can we not feel Her strong caress?

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In 1961 we could walk out to the end of the Pondicherry pier. The planks were

Broken and missing in many places and one had to be very careful when walking to the end at night but there were moments...