Despite the restrictions of quarantine, an innerly creative world was quietly emerging during the lockdown. For some Aurovilians, the halting of everyday busyness allowed their muse to take flight and for creativity to take form.Poems were written, pictures painted, books read, music played, dances danced, films videoed, as well as other uniquely meaningful acts of inspiration. Here is a sample of some of those Auroville creative outpourings during the lockdown time. Mother Earth calling her daughters homeCome home dear daughters, to your souls, to your skinCome home dear daughters, stepping out of the shadows, courageously leaning in The winds carry my voice, my songs of grief,The rivers carry my tears, trees bearing my message on every leaf I urge you to put down your ladles, your rolling pins and your knives,I urge you to pause in your hurried corporate lives The songbird has sung himself hoarse trying to catch your attention,The sun has hidden behind the moon in sheer dejectio...
These comments and contributions are womderful and made me very happy.
Yours with gratitude
Annemarie from Germany