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hundred at seekers lane The theist, atheist, agnostic and the curious Under one roof just to sample the mysterious The hard-core sat, beside the weekend only yogi Backdoor thoughts going, Will I get it?..lets seemay be! Soon,.. not just legs, but minds crossed too Man, this was some trip past Timbuktoo! A technique to inner silence, peace and bliss Dissected in two days with such clinical ease Call it a rapture or an all-consuming passion The master served it all with profound compassion Receive the seed like a mother to the world Was the most defining moment that stirred a whirl Ecstasy spoke not words, but reams, ..in tears of joy Touched a dimension that even dreams cant deploy When such grace sets, the soaring energies sail Why is it that words invariably fail?