Are you ready for another collective meditation tomorrow?

Poem by Shri Mataji

Like A Dust Particle

I want to be smaller
Like a dust particle
Which moves in the wind
It goes everywhere

Can go
Sit on the head of a king
Or can go
And fall at the feet of someone
And it can go
And sit everywhere

But I want to be a particle of dust
That is fragrant
That is nourishing
That is enlightening

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