As the highest and most powerful love,
recognizes itself dwelling in the
dusty streets, in simple and
forgotten things unseen,
hidden, and in the beauty of an ancient
stone wall in an unknown,
silent valley.
So sublime Consciousness
is not found in baroque
and redundant architecture or in
the profusion of ornaments.
It descends impetuously in silence,
in stillness, it is stillness,
only in those places
can Consciousness, which is grace,
act, transform,
imprint the supreme design.
Yogi
