Today's Beautiful Gem: `Passage to India' from the `Leaves of Grass'
by Walt Whitman.

"Passage indeed O soul to primal thought,
Not lands and seas alone, thy own clear freshness,
The young maturity of brood and bloom,
To realms of budding bibles.

"O soul, repressless, I with thee and thou with me,
Thy circumnavigation of the world begin,
Of man, the voyage of his mind's return.
To reason's early paradise,
Back, back to wisdom's birth, to innocent intuitions,
Again with fair creation."

Om s'aantih: Peace! - J. K. Mohana Rao