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\n
\nThe
\nMahatmas<\/p>\n

<\/font>
\n<\/span><\/b><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

K<\/span><\/b>UTHUMI<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/span><\/b> <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n
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(This
\npoem<\/span> is purely a play of the
\nimaginative, a poetic reconstruction of    
\n<\/span>t<\/span>he central idea only of
\nMahatmahood.)<\/p>\n

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\nThe
\nseven mountains and the seven seas<\/p>\n

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Surround
\nme. Over me the eightfold Sun<\/p>\n

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Blazing
\nwith various colours<\/span> \u2013<\/font> green
\nand blue,<\/p>\n

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Scarlet
\nand rose, violet and gold and white,<\/p>\n

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And
\nthe dark disk that rides in the mortal cave \u2013<\/p>\n

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Looks<\/span>
\ndown on me in flame.  Below spread wide<\/p>\n

The<\/span>
\nworlds of the immortals, tier on tier<\/p>\n

Like
\na great mountain climbing to the skies,<\/p>\n

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And
\non their summit Shiva dwells. Of old<\/p>\n

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My
\ndoings were familiar with the earth,<\/p>\n

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The<\/span>
\nmortals over whom I hold control<\/p>\n

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Were<\/span>
\nthen my fellows. But I followed not<\/p>\n

The
\nusual path, the common thoughts of men.<\/p>\n

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A
\nthirst of knowledge and a sense of power,<\/p>\n

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A
\npassion of divine beneficence<\/p>\n

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Pursued
\nme through a hundred lives.  I rose<\/p>\n

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From<\/span>
\nbirth to birth, until I reached the peak<\/p>\n

Of
\nhuman knowledge, then in Bharat born,<\/p>\n

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I,
\nKuthumi, the Kshatriya, the adept,<\/p>\n

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The
\nmighty<\/span> Yogin of Dwaipayan\u2019s school,<\/p>\n

ToVyasa<\/span>
\ncame, our great original sage.<\/p>\n

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He
\nlooked upon me with the eyes that see<\/p>\n

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And
\nsmiled august and awful. \u201cKuthumi,\u201d<\/p>\n

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He
\ncried, \u201cnow gather back what thou hast earned<\/p>\n

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In
\nmany lives, remember all thy past,<\/p>\n

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Cease
\nfrom thy round of human births, resume<\/p>\n

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The<\/span>
\neightfold powers that make a man as
\nGod.<\/p>\n

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Then
\ncome again and learn thy grandiose work,<\/p>\n

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For
\nthou art of the souls to death denied.\u201d<\/p>\n

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I
\nwent into the mountains by the sea<\/p>\n

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That
\nthunders pitilessly from night to morn,<\/p>\n

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And
\nsung to by that rude relentless sound<\/p>\n

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Amidst
\nthe cries of beasts, the howl of winds,
\n 
\n<\/span><\/p>\n


\nPage-83<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

\n

Surrounded
\nby the gnashing demon hordes,<\/p>\n

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I
\ndid the Hathayoga in three days,<\/p>\n

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Which
\nmen with anguish through ten lives effect,<\/p>\n

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Not
\nthat now practised by earth\u2019s feeble race,<\/p>\n

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But
\nthat which Ravan knew in Lanka, Dhruv<\/p>\n

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Fulfilled,
\nHiranyakashipu performed,<\/p>\n

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The
\nYoga of the old Lemurian Kings.<\/p>\n

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I
\nfelt the strength of Titans in my veins,<\/p>\n

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The
\njoy of Gods, the pride of Siddhas.  Tall<\/p>\n

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And
\nmighty like a striding God I came<\/p>\n

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To
\nVyasa; but he shook his dense piled locks,<\/p>\n

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Denying
\nme;  \u201cThou art not pure,\u201d he cried.<\/p>\n

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I
\nwent in anger to Himaloy\u2019s peaks<\/p>\n

<\/span><\/p>\n

And
\non the highest in the breathless snow<\/p>\n

<\/span><\/p>\n

Sat
\ndumb for many years. Then knowledge came<\/p>\n

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Streaming
\nupon me and the hills around<\/p>\n

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Shook
\nwith the feet of the descending power.<\/p>\n

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I
\ndid the Rajayoga in three days,<\/p>\n

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Which
\nmen with care and accuracy minute<\/p>\n

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Ceaselessly
\nfollow for <\/i>an age in vain\u2013<\/font><\/p>\n

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Not
\nKali\u2019s Rajayoga, but the means<\/p>\n

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Of
\nperfect knowledge, purity and force<\/p>\n

Bali
\nthe Titan learned and gave to men,<\/p>\n

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The
\nYoga of the old Atlantic Kings.<\/p>\n

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I
\ncame to Vyasa, shining like a sun.<\/p>\n

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He
\nsmiled and said, \u201cNow seek the world\u2019s Great Soul,<\/p>\n

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Sri
\nKrishna, where he lives on earth concealed,<\/p>\n

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Give
\nup to him all that thou know\u2019st and hast;<\/p>\n

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For
\nthou art he, elect from mortal men<\/p>\n

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To
\nguard the knowledge, yet an easy task<\/p>\n

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While
\nthe third age preserves man\u2019s godlike form.<\/i><\/p>\n

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But
\nwhen thou seest the iron Kali come<\/p>\n

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And
\nhe from Dwarca leaves the Earth, know then<\/p>\n

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The
\ntime of trial, help endangered men,<\/p>\n

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Preserve
\nthe knowledge that preserves the world,<\/p>\n

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Until
\nSri Krishna utterly returns.<\/p>\n

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Then
\nart thou from thy mighty work released<\/p>\n

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Into
\nthe worlds of bliss for endless years<\/p>\n

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To
\nrest, until another aeon comes,<\/p>\n

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When
\nof the seven Rishis thou art one.\u201d
\n 
\n<\/span><\/p>\n


\nPage-84<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

\n

 I
\nsent my knowledge forth across the
\nland.<\/p>\n

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It
\nfound him not in Bharat\u2019s princely halls,<\/p>\n

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In
\nquiet asrams, nor in temples pure,<\/p>\n

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Nor
\nwhere the wealthy traffickers resort<\/span> \u2013<\/p>\n

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Brahmin
\nnor Kshatriya body housed the Lord,<\/p>\n

Vaisya
\nnor Sudra nor outcaste.  At length<\/p>\n

To
\na bare hut on a wild mountain\u2019s verge<\/p>\n

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Led
\nby the star I came.  A hermit mad<\/p>\n

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Of
\nthe wild Abhirs, who sat dumbed or laughed<\/p>\n

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And
\nran and leaped and danced upon the hills<\/p>\n

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But
\ntold the reason of his joy to none,<\/p>\n

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In
\nhim I saw the Lord, behind the man<\/p>\n

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Perceived
\nthe spirit that contains the world.<\/p>\n

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I
\nfell before him, but he leapt and ran<\/p>\n

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And
\nsmote me with his foot and out of me<\/p>\n

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All
\nknowledge, all desire, all strength was gone<\/p>\n

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Into
\nits source. I sat an infant child.<\/p>\n

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He
\nlaughed aloud and said, \u201cTake back thy gifts,<\/p>\n

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O
\nbeggar!\u201d and went leaping down the slope.<\/p>\n

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Then
\nfull of light and strength and bliss I soared<\/p>\n

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Beyond
\nthe spheres, above the mighty Gods<\/p>\n

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And
\nleft my human body on the snows.<\/p>\n

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And
\nothers gathered to me, more or less<\/p>\n

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In
\npuissance to assist, but mine the charge<\/p>\n

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By
\nVishnu given.  I gather knowledge here,<\/p>\n

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Then
\nto my human frame awhile descend<\/p>\n

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And
\nwalk mid men, choosing my instruments,<\/p>\n

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Testing,
\nrejecting and confirming souls \u2013<\/p>\n

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Vessels
\nof the Spirit; for the golden age<\/p>\n

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In
\nKali comes, the iron lined with gold,<\/p>\n

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The
\nYoga shall be given back to men,<\/p>\n

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The
\nsects shall cease, the grim debates die out<\/p>\n

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And
\natheism perish from the Earth,<\/p>\n

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Blasted
\nwith knowledge; love and brotherhood<\/p>\n

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And
\nwisdom repossess Sri Krishna\u2019s world.
\n                                           <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n


\nPage-85<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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