 Sadhguru is a yogi and profound mystic of our times, but also a poet with a long-standing passion for verse. The unstructured nature of my mind naturally found sugar in the ways of poetry because the nature of what was happening in my mind as a child, as a youth, could never find a logical, proper prose kind of expression because my mind was so unstructured and completely untrained or refused to be trained whichever way you want to see it because of this poetry became so much a part of my life. Visits during his youth to the Kurg coffee plantations, a vivid memory of a tree full of fireflies and an exploration of the steep mountains of the American wilderness formed some of the inspirations for Sadhguru's outpourings of verse featured here. The white beauty of a blossom with the fragrance to rival the majestic jasmine, the brooding darkness mocks the spirited flight of flight delight. The brooding darkness of these woods, fed upon the native blood in the twisted tangle of the fallen wood, the spirit of the fallen Indian stout.