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\nIntroduction<\/a>   Notes<\/a>   Book 1<\/a>   Book II<\/a>   Book III<\/a>   Book IV<\/a>   
\nBook V<\/a>   Book VI<\/a>   Book VII<\/a>   Book VIII<\/a>   
\nBook IX<\/a>   Book X<\/a>   Book XI<\/a>   Book XII<\/a>
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Book Two. The Book of the Traveller of the Worlds<\/p>\n

\nCanto I<\/a>    Canto II<\/a>    Canto III<\/a>    Canto IV<\/a>    
\nCanto V<\/a>
\n    Canto VI<\/a>    Canto VII<\/a>    Canto VIII<\/a>    
\nCanto IX<\/a>
\n    Canto X<\/a>    Canto XI<\/a>    Canto XII<\/a>    
\nCanto XIII<\/a>    Canto XIV<\/a>    
\nCanto XV<\/a>           \n<\/p>\n

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Book Two<\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\nThe Book of the Traveller of the Worlds<\/b><\/p>\n

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 <\/td>\n\n
\n


\nBook
\nTwo: Canto IX<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nThe
\nParadise of the Life-Gods<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Summary<\/B>
\n
Around Aswapathy shines a bright felicity. There is a perpetual
\njoy untouched by grief or fear, free and wide. He traverses scenes of
\nbeauty and bliss, calm and luminous, hears notes of celestial music
\nchanting the glory of Love. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThe
\nglowing heights of this realm climb towards a greatness beyond life.
\nIn these shining Edens of the vital gods, harmony, beauty, perfection
\nare the rule. Peace, Love, Strength reach their acme. Pain is
\ntransmuted by the divine alchemic touch into potent joy. The gulf
\nbetween heaven and hell stands healed.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nAll
\nthe high visionings of life are embodied here\u2014her hopes, her
\nthoughts, her willings. The course of life is smooth and certain.
\nDivinising music and profound creative thoughts sail towards
\nAswapathy. The senses acquire a new range. His very body glows with
\nlight and power and shrinks no more from the demand of the Spirit to
\nlose itself in identity with it. Earth stands reborn, companion of
\nheaven.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nAswapathy
\nrises to the stature of the gods and divine felicities pour into him
\ntransporting him into unknown ecstasies. A touch of the supreme comes
\nover his eager heart. Eternity draws near in the form of Love and
\nclaims the body of Time.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nA
\ngiant drop of Bliss overwhelms him and all around spreads a fiery
\nocean of felicity. He is drowned in its honeyed waves. He is able to
\nbear this sheer delight without his body breaking down. This rapture
\npurifies him and turns his mortal strength to undying power.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nImmortality
\ncaptures Time and claims Life.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Great
\nFelicity<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAround
\nhim shone a great felicitous Day. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nA
\nlustre of some rapturous Infinite,
It held in the splendour of
\nits golden laugh
Regions of the heart\u2019s happiness set free,
\n
Intoxicated with the wine of God,
Immersed in light,
\nperpetually divine. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThere
\nis a bright felicity all around Aswapathy. There is a glow of endless
\nrapture. The happiness of the heart is no longer constricted, it is
\nfree to soar in its divine ecstasy bathed in light.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Command
\nto Joy<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nA
\nfavourite and intimate of the Gods
Obeying the divine command to
\njoy,
It was the sovereign of its own delight
And master of
\nthe kingdoms of its force. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThis
\nlustrous formation is the favoured of the Gods, close to them,
\ndivinely commanded to feast in joy. It is the master of its
\nself-delight, supreme ruler of the territories of its force.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Secure
\nEase<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAssured
\nof the bliss for which all forms were made,
Unmoved by fear and
\ngrief and the shocks of Fate
And unalarmed by the breath of
\nfleeting Time
And unbesieged by adverse circumstance,
It
\nbreathed in a sweet secure unguarded ease
Free from our body\u2019s
\nfrailty inviting death,
Far from our danger zone of stumbling
\nWill. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThere
\nis here a secure bliss for the enjoyment of which all forms are
\nmanifested in creation. There is no threat of interruption or
\ncessation of the joy by the blows of Fate or the transitoriness of
\nTime or the pressure of adverse conditions. There is an air of
\nrelaxed ease without any anxiety of a possible failure of the body
\nleading to death; nor is there the danger of a faltering of Will
\ncommon to mortals.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
On
\nthe Breast of Universal Love<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nIt
\nneeded not to curb its passionate beats;
Thrilled by the clasp of
\nthe warm satisfied sense
And the swift wonder-rush and flame and
\ncry
Of the life-impulse\u2019s red magnificent race,
It lived in
\na jewel-rhythm of the laughter of God
And lay on the breast of
\nuniversal love. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThere
\nis no need here to curb the intensities of life. The senses have a
\nfull sway and their bubbling joy is a thrill. The forces of life have
\nan unbridled run in their full vigour. Everywhere there is a joyous
\nflow of happiness. Supporting all is a Love as wide as the universe.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Sob
\nof Rapture<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nImmune
\nthe unfettered Spirit of Delight
Pastured his gleaming sun-herds
\nand moon-flocks
Along the lyric speed of griefless streams
In
\nfragrance of the unearthly asphodel. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nA
\nsilence of felicity wrapped the heavens,
A ceaseless radiance
\nsmiled upon the heights;
A murmur of inarticulate ravishment
\n
Trembled in the winds and touched the enchanted soil;
Incessant
\nin the arms of ecstasy
Repeating its sweet involuntary note
A
\nsob of rapture flowed along the hours. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nOut
\nof reach of grief, the Spirit of Delight thrives and prospers here
\nabundantly in light and joy. A profound felicity covers the heavens
\nand an uninterrupted radiance shines above. The whole air and ground
\nhum with a melting rapture.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Abysses
\nof Beauty and Bliss<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAdvancing
\nunder an arch of glory and peace,
Traveller on plateau and on
\nmusing ridge,
As one who sees in the World-Magician\u2019s glass
A
\nmiracled imagery of soul-scapes flee
He traversed scenes of an
\nimmortal joy
And gazed into abysms of beauty and bliss. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThrough
\nthese regions of glory and peace Aswapathy advances, climbing the
\nheights, pausing on dreaming peaks, looking at the rapid course of
\nsubtle life-flowings. He crosses belts of undying joy and views the
\nprofounds of beauty and bliss on his way.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Brilliant
\nCalm and Joy<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAround
\nhim was a light of conscious suns
And a brooding gladness of
\ngreat symbol things;
To meet him crowded plains of brilliant
\ncalm,
Mountains and violet valleys of the Blest,
Deep glens
\nof joy and crooning waterfalls
And woods of quivering purple
\nsolitude;
Below him lay like gleaming jewelled thoughts
Rapt
\ndreaming cities of Gandharva kings. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThe
\nwhole region is Iit up with a live consciousness. There is a
\nmeditative serenity about things carrying great significance in them.
\nAswapathy traverses realms of bright, calm, blessedness, joy,
\nintimacy. Below he sees set patterns of shining harmonies, gleaming
\ncities of Gandharva kings.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Heavenly
\nMusic<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAcross
\nthe vibrant secrecies of Space
A dim and happy music sweetly
\nstole,
Smitten by unseen hands he heard heart-close
The
\nharp\u2019s cry of the heavenly minstrels pass,
And voices of
\nunearthly melody
Chanted the glory of eternal love
In the
\nwhite-blue moonbeam air of Paradise. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAswapathy
\ncatches notes of heavenly music as he passes. In that air, full of
\nthe pure delight of the Spirit, he hears unearthly melodies singing
\nthe glory of Divine Love.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Towards
\na Greatness beyond Life<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nA
\nsummit and core of all that marvellous world,
Apart stood high
\nElysian nameless hills,
Burning like sunsets in a trance of eve. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAs
\nif to some new unsearched profundity,
Into a joyful stillness
\nplunged their base;
Their slopes through a hurry of laughter and
\nvoices sank,
Crossed by a throng of singing rivulets,
Adoring
\nblue heaven with their happy hymn,
Down into woods of shadowy
\nsecrecy:
Lifted into wide voiceless mystery
Their peaks
\nclimbed towards a greatness beyond life. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nGlowing
\nluminous at the summit of this wonderful world indefinable, supernal
\nmountains rise. Their basal are lost in the still, mysterious,
\nprofounds below. Song and laughter pervade their slopes. Their peaks
\nrise into an ineffable mystery above and point to a greatness beyond
\nthe life-empire.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Shining
\nEdens<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThe
\nshining Edens of the vital gods
Received him in their deathless
\nharmonies. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAll
\nthings were perfect there that flower in Time;
Beauty was there
\ncreation\u2019s native mould,
Peace was a thrilled voluptuous
\npurity. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nVerily,
\nthese are the bright worlds\u2014Edens\u2014of the gods of the life-planes.
\nAswapathy enters into this realm of immortal harmonies. They are
\nworlds of perfection of a kind manifested in Time. Beauty is natural;
\ncreation flows spontaneously in forms of beauty. Peace is not
\nanything placid and neutral; it is a vibrant, joyous purity.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Common
\nThings Turn into Miracles<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThere
\nLove fulfilled her gold and roseate dreams
And Strength her
\ncrowned and mighty reveries;
Desire climbed up, a swift
\nomnipotent flame,
And Pleasure had the stature of the gods;
\n
Dream walked along the highway of the stars;
Sweet common
\nthings turned into miracles:
Overtaken by the spirit\u2019s sudden
\nspell,
Smitten by a divine passion\u2019s alchemy,
Pain\u2019s self
\ncompelled transformed to potent joy
Curing the antithesis between
\nheaven and hell. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nHere
\nLove and Strength fulfil themselves without deviation and
\narrestation. Desire effectuates itself in the fullness of its Will.
\nPleasure is a veritable god holding sway without check. Common
\nmovements in life take on a miraculous character. Even Pain\u2014overtaken
\nby the shock of the Spirit’s impact and undergoing the alchemic touch
\nof the divine passion\u2014is transmuted into a dynamic joy. The gulf
\nbetween heaven and hell is healed.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Life’s
\nVisions Embodied here<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAll
\nlife\u2019s high visions are embodied there,
Her wandering hopes
\nachieved, her aureate combs
Caught by the honey-eater\u2019s darting
\ntongue,
Her burning guesses changed to ecstasied truths,
Her
\nmighty pantings stilled in deathless calm
And liberated her
\nimmense desires. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAll
\nthat life seeks to realise is achieved here. Her varying hopes are
\nfulfilled, her cherished enjoyments fully seized, her passionate
\nideas turned into a still, satisfied calm and her huge desires, freed
\nfrom the struggle for fulfilment, reach full satisfaction here.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Paradise
\nof Perfect Heart and Sense<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nIn
\nthat Paradise of perfect heart and sense
No lower note could
\nbreak the endless charm
Of her sweetness ardent and immaculate;
\n
Her steps are sure of their intuitive fall. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nNo
\nnote of disharmony or discord breaks the perfect rhythm of
\nlife-movements in this paradise. The charm and sweetness of life are
\nunmixed. The gait and course of life are sure and certain in their
\nintuitive impulsion.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Wounded
\nLimbs Healed<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAfter
\nthe anguish of the soul\u2019s long strife
At length were found calm
\nand celestial rest
And, lapped in a magic flood of sorrowless
\nhours,
Healed were his warrior nature\u2019s wounded limbs
In
\nthe encircling arms of Energies
That brooked no stain and feared
\nnot their own bliss. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThe
\nbeing of Aswapathy at last finds calm and invigorating rest after its
\nlong travail in the nether regions of its journey. The ease and
\nuninterrupted security now found in the embrace of the mighty
\nEnergies of this world\u2014stainless and blissful heal the wounds he
\nhas suffered.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Beyond
\nthe Pallid Sense<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nIn
\nscenes forbidden to our pallid sense
Amid miraculous scents and
\nwonder-hues
He met the forms that divinise the sight,
To
\nmusic that can immortalise the mind
And make the heart wide as
\ninfinity
Listened, and captured the inaudible
Cadences that
\nawake the occult ear:
Out of the ineffable hush it hears them
\ncome
Trembling with the beauty of a wordless speech,
And
\nthoughts too great and deep to find a voice,
Thoughts whose
\ndesire new-makes the universe. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAmidst
\nsights, fragrance and colours beyond the range of the normal limited
\nhuman senses, Aswapathy has new experiences. He comes across forms
\nthat capture the sight with their beauty. He hears a celestial music
\nthat can lift up the mind into a state of immortality and open the
\nheart to infinity. From unheard expanses he catches rhythms that
\nawaken his inner hearing. These appealing sound-rhythms vibrate out
\nof a profound Silence. He opens also to ineffable Thoughts\u2014thoughts
\ntoo great and too deep to be expressed in speech\u2014potent enough to
\nre-create the universe.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Recast
\nin Joy-Glow<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nA
\nscale of sense that climbed with fiery feet
To heights of
\nunimagined happiness,
Recast his being\u2019s aura in joy-glow,
His
\nbody glimmered like a skyey shell;
His gates to the world were
\nswept with seas of light. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nA
\nhigher range of the senses opens extending to heights of
\ninconceivable happiness and fills his presence with a new light of
\njoy; his very body begins to glisten like a transparent shell; and
\nall his doors of perception are flooded with waves of light.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Celestial
\nCompetence<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nHis
\nearth, dowered with celestial competence,
Harboured a power that
\nneeded now no more
To cross the closed customs-line of mind and
\nflesh
And smuggle godhead into humanity. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAswapathy’s
\nphysical mould is now directly open to the innate Power of the Spirit
\nwhich no longer needs to act through the diluting and deflecting
\ninstrumentation of mind and life. The Spirit is now able to get
\ndirect access to and dwell in his physical body on its own; it no
\nmore needs to live and act from behind the veil in his earth-nature.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Quarrel
\nAnnulled<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nIt
\nshrank no more from the supreme demand
Of an untired capacity for
\nbliss,
A might that could explore its own infinite
And beauty
\nand passion and the depth\u2019s reply
Nor feared the swoon of glad
\nidentity
Where spirit and flesh in inner ecstasy join
Annulling
\nthe quarrel between self and shape. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nSo
\nactivated and charged, his body is now able to meet the demands made
\non it by the manifesting Spirit to support and embody all its
\nintensities of bliss, power and passion. The body also shrinks no
\nmore from the act of ecstatic identity in which it completely loses
\nitself in the Spirit thereby healing the gulf between the soul and
\nthe form.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nThe
\nsense of division and the consequent urge to safeguard its separate
\nidentity by resistance and shrinking from union are no longer there.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Earth
\nComrade of Heaven<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nIt
\ndrew from sight and sound spiritual power,
Made sense a road to
\nreach the intangible:
It thrilled with the supernal influences
\n
That build the substance of life\u2019s deeper soul. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nEarth-nature
\nstood reborn, comrade of heaven. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nHis
\nearth-nature is now able to use its sense-faculties,\u2014normally
\nrestricting their field to the limits of their physical range\u2014to
\ncontact and draw from higher and subtler sources of spiritual Power.
\nIt is vibrant with the higher touches of the Spirit, its influences
\nthat build the inner soul of life.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nEarth-nature
\ntranscends its lower formulation and attains equality with the
\nSpirit.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Companion
\nof Timeless Kings<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nA
\nfit companion of the timeless Kings,
Equalled with the godheads
\nof the living Suns,
He mixed in the radiant pastimes of the
\nUnborn,
Heard whispers of the Player never seen
And listened
\nto his voice that steals the heart
And draws it to the breast of
\nGod\u2019s desire,
And felt its honey of felicity
Flow through
\nhis veins like the rivers of Paradise,
Made body a nectar-cup of
\nthe Absolute. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAs
\na result of this transmutation, Aswapathy acquires the status of the
\nluminous and deathless gods. He participates in the play of the
\nEternal, heeds the promptings of the Cosmic Player, though he cannot
\nsee him\u2014listens to his voice that draws him close to the breast of
\nGod’s longing and feels its sweet. felicity flow through his veins
\nmaking his body a cup of divine nectar.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Rim
\nof Ecstasies<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nIn
\nsudden moments of revealing flame,
In passionate responses
\nhalf-unveiled
He reached the rim of ecstasies unknown;
A
\ntouch supreme surprised his hurrying heart,
The clasp was
\nremembered of the Wonderful,
And hints leaped down of white
\nbeatitudes. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nA
\nhigh flame of revelation breaks out suddenly and on the wings of
\nrapturous responses of his whole being, Aswapathy reaches the border
\nof unknown ecstasies. Unexpectedly his eager heart comes under a
\ndivine touch; he is reminded of the hold of the Wonderful Supreme
\nover his being. Signals of pure blissful vasts descend upon him.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Eternity
\nas Love<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nEternity
\ndrew close disguised as Love
And laid its hand upon the body of
\nTime. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThe
\nTimeless Reality draws close to him in the form of Love and seizes
\nhis existence in Time.Love is the bridge between Time and Eternity,
\nthe hook by which each seizes the other.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Gift
\nfrom the Immensitudes<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nA
\nlittle gift comes from the Immensitudes,
But measureless to life
\nits gain of joy;
All the untold Beyond is mirrored there. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nIt
\nhappens at times that a small gift of Grace is handed down to the
\nEarth by the Spirit Infinite. But even that apparently little gift
\nmeans so much to the Earth; the joy it brings to life here is
\nincalculable. In that happy bequest is epitomised all that is the
\nineffable Beyond.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Immortality
\nCarries Life<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nA
\ngiant drop of the Bliss unknowable
Overwhelmed his limbs and
\nround his soul became
A fiery ocean of felicity:
He foundered
\ndrowned in sweet and burning vasts:
The dire delight that could
\nshatter mortal flesh,
The rapture that the gods sustain he bore. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nImmortal
\npleasure cleansed him in its waves
And turned his strength into
\nundying power. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nImmortality
\ncaptured Time and carried Life. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAswapathy
\nis overwhelmed by a single drop of Bliss from the Infinite. An ocean
\nof consuming felicity spreads around him and he is enveloped in its
\nhoneyed waves. He endures the sheer, unmixed delight that would
\nshatter an unprepared, unpurified body-receptacle,’ the rapture that
\nthe gods alone can hold. This ceaseless divine bliss and joy purifies
\nhim entirely and transmutes his human strength into an unfailing
\nluminous power.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nImmortality
\nlays hold on Time and uplifts Life into its arms. Life in Time is
\nturned into Life immortal. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n



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