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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<\/span><\/b><\/p>\n

\n

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

\n\n\n\n
<\/td>\n\n
\n


\nBook Two: Canto
\nXII<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nThe Heavens of
\nthe Ideal<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Summary<\/B>
\n
Awakened Thought leaves the boundaries of the known to scale the
\npeaks of the unknown. It longs for the unrealised Truth, the Light
\nthat is above birth and death. Each stage of its ascent reveals a new
\nworld of wonder and bliss.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nAt either end of the
\neffulgent stair Aswapathy sees the heavens of the ideal Mind. On one
\nside are worlds of undying Bliss, the Kingdoms of the deathless Rose.
\nThis Bliss lies between the Supramental realms above and the abysses
\nof the Inconscient below; it also flows behind all life\u00e2\u0080\u0094though
\nunseen and unsuspected by the suffering world. It is the Rose of
\nBliss that slowly blossoms in the garden of life on earth as an
\noffering to God and the answering Grace of God fulfils the object of
\nexistence by enabling life to manifest the Spirit.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nAll that is in these
\nhigher worlds of sweetness and Bliss is there incipient in mortal
\nlife. It awakens and grows by the touch of the divine Breath which
\nvisits the earth time and again.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nOn the other side of
\nthe stair are great realms of luminous Knowledge, the Kingdoms of the
\ndeathless Flame. The unquenchable flame of Knowledge mounts up from
\nthe altar of the Mind aspiring to reach the absolutes of the Being.
\nIts worlds of ascent are great in proportion, bright and mighty. They
\nconstantly pull the human soul upwards to their heights. Their peaks
\npoint to some distant Splendour of the Truth Infinite.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nMan, unaided by the
\nstrength and spirit of the Eternal, can hardly hope to climb these
\nheights. His knowledge, strength and energy are too puny for the
\nimmense adventure.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nAswapathy moves
\nthrough these kingdoms of the Ideal, participates in their glory but
\ndoes not accept to stay under their rule. He finds that each Idea,
\nhowever bright and great, is but a partial truth; and yet each seeks
\nto reign alone as the sole truth. Many are such absolutes each
\nclaiming to be the Supreme. There are regions, indeed, where they
\nmeet and join, but each retains its separate individuality.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nAswapathy passes on
\nto a diviner sphere. There all these great Powers forget their
\ndifference and combine in a single multitudinous Whole. There on the
\nwide height of the Spirit, in the immutable Truth, all are one.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Ideal Beckons<\/B>
\n<\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAlways the Ideal
\nbeckoned from afar. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nAwakened by the
\ntouch of the Unseen,
Deserting the boundary of things achieved,
\n
Aspired the strong discoverer, tireless Thought,
Revealing at
\neach step a luminous world. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nAswapathy watches
\nthe Ideal that is always ahead exercising a pull towards itself. He
\nsees how Thought, which is astir by the touch of the unseen Reality,
\ngives up its attained positions and, ever avid of fresh discoveries,
\npushes forward bringing into view newer and more luminous realms one
\nafter the other.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Towards
\nUnknown Peaks<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nIt left known
\nsummits for the unknown peaks:
Impassioned, it sought the lone
\nunrealised Truth,
It longed for the Light that knows not death
\nand birth. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nThought is on the
\nmove, adventuring from the known heights to the still unknown peaks.
\nIt is afire with seeking for the unique Truth that is not yet
\nrealised, for the supreme Light that is beyond the vicissitudes of
\nbirth and death.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Being’s
\nMighty Stair<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nEach stage of the
\nsoul\u00e2\u0080\u0099s remote ascent was built
Into a constant heaven felt
\nalways here. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nAt each pace of the
\njourney marvellous
A new degree of wonder and of bliss,
A new
\nrung formed in Being\u00e2\u0080\u0099s mighty stair, <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nHere is built the
\nmany-stepped stair of the heavens for the far ascent of the human
\nsoul. Each stage of this wonderful journey is marked by a new
\nintensity of marvel and bliss, a new formation in the great stair of
\nthe creative Being.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Great Wide
\nStep<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nA great wide step
\ntrembling with jewelled fire
As if a burning spirit quivered
\nthere
Upholding with his flame the immortal hope,
As if a
\nradiant God had given his soul
That he might feel the tread of
\npilgrim feet
Mounting in haste to the Eternal\u00e2\u0080\u0099s house. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nA luminous wideness
\nopens out athrob with a mighty aspiration upholding the undying hope
\nin Creation. It looks as if the pathway for the ascending
\npilgrim-soul is paved with the very substance of a radiant Godhead so
\nas to offer him the most intimate support in his effort.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Heavens of
\nIdeal Mind<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAt either end of
\neach effulgent stair
The heavens of the ideal Mind were seen
In
\na blue lucency of dreaming space
Like strips of brilliant sky
\nclinging to the moon. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nThere are stairs
\nafter stairs, each one shining luminous, leading from one heaven of
\nthe ideal Mind to another set in the bright blue expanse of the
\nhighest region of the Mind.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Deathless
\nRose (I)<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nOn one side
\nglimmered hue on floating hue,
In a glory and surprise of the
\nseized soul
And a tremulous rapture of the heart\u00e2\u0080\u0099s insight
And
\nthe spontaneous bliss that beauty gives,
The lovely kingdoms of
\nthe deathless Rose. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nThere is a glimmer
\nof hue upon hue and spread out on one side are the bewitching realms
\nof Bliss seizing the soul in their rapturous clasp. Beauteous by
\nnature they breathe a spontaneous bliss.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Deathless
\nRose (II)<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAbove the spirit
\ncased in mortal sense
Are superconscious realms of heavenly
\npeace,
Below, the Inconscient\u00e2\u0080\u0099s sullen dim abyss,
Between,
\nbehind our life, the deathless Rose. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nThese Kingdoms of
\nBliss lie between two realms: the transcendent realm of peace beyond
\nthe worlds of the sense-embodied spirit, and the dark depths of
\nnescience below. This Bliss is also spread out behind the whole
\ncreation; for, as the Scripture says, without this underlying Bliss
\nwhat indeed could breathe even for a moment!<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Body of
\nCosmic Beauty and Joy<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAcross the covert
\nair the spirit breathes,
A body of the cosmic beauty and joy
\n
Unseen, unguessed by the blind suffering world,
Climbing from
\nNature\u00e2\u0080\u0099s deep surrendered heart
It blooms for ever at the feet
\nof God,
Fed by life\u00e2\u0080\u0099s sacrificial mysteries. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nThis deathless Rose,
\nthis ever-existent Bliss flows across the entire gamut of the cosmic
\ncreation from the core of Nature to the summits of the Spirit. It
\ndraws its sustenance from the life-experiences of the Soul. Only the
\nworld in its short-sightedness and preoccupation with its suffering
\nis unaware of this flow of bliss supporting its existence from behind
\nthe veil.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Its Bud in
\nHuman Breasts<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nHere too its bud is
\nborn in human breasts;
Then by a touch, a presence or a voice
\n
The world is turned into a temple ground
And all discloses
\nthe unknown Beloved. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nThis Bliss lies in
\nthe human breast like an unopened bud. When by the impact of a higher
\ntouch or voice or even Presence, it begins to open, life changes its
\ncharacter; all becomes sacred and everything reveals the presence of
\nthe Divine Beloved.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Soul Opens to
\nFelicity<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nIn an outburst of
\nheavenly joy and ease
Life yields to the divinity within
And
\ngives the rapture-offering of its all,
And the soul opens to
\nfelicity. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nThere is a great
\noutburst of unearthly joy and happiness and life gives itself
\nspontaneously to the divine Indweller, makes an offering of its
\nraptures. The soul is then filled with a deep felicity.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Unceasing
\nBliss<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nA bliss is felt that
\nnever can wholly cease,
A sudden mystery of secret Grace
Flowers
\ngoldening our earth of red desire. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nUnlike the happiness
\ncaused by external factors, which ceases with their cessation, this
\ninner bliss is unending, it may be interrupted at times, but never
\ndoes it entirely cease. There is a sudden blossoming of Divine Grace
\nimparting a luminous glow to the passion-filled earth.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
High Gods
\nReveal their Names<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAll the high gods
\nwho hid their visages
From the soiled passionate ritual of our
\nhopes,
Reveal their names and their undying powers. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nWhen this event of
\ncapital importance in the enfoldment of the soul takes place, the
\ngods who withhold themselves from the usual desire-infected worship
\nof mortals, step out of their veils and reveal their intrinsic truth
\nand power to the chosen individuals.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Miracle
\nFulfilled<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nA fiery stillness
\nwakes the slumbering cells,
A passion of the flesh becoming
\nspirit,
And marvellously is fulfilled at last
The miracle for
\nwhich our life was made. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nIn the dormant cells
\nthere awakes a powerful, potent stillness; there is an intense
\naspiration in living matter for conversion into the spirit. The great
\nand difficult object of life\u00e2\u0080\u0094to manifest the Spirit in life\u00e2\u0080\u0094is at
\nlast brought near to fulfilment.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Faces of
\nImmortal Light<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nA flame in a white
\nvoiceless cupola
Is seen and faces of immortal light,
The
\nradiant limbs that know not birth and death,
The breasts that
\nsuckle the first-born of the Sun,
The wings that crowd Thought\u00e2\u0080\u0099s
\nardent silences,
The eyes that look into spiritual Space.
\n<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nRevelations follow
\nclose one upon the other; the white flame of purity burns silently;
\nforms embodying undying light, immortal, supremely nourishing,
\npeopling deep silences on the peaks of Thought, gaze into the vasts
\nof the Spirit.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Hidden
\nCentres Open<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nOur hidden centres
\nof celestial force
Open like flowers to a heavenly atmosphere;
\n
Mind pauses thrilled with the supernal Ray,
And even the
\ntransient body then can feel
Ideal love and flawless happiness
\n
And laughter of the heart\u00e2\u0080\u0099s sweetness and delight
Freed
\nfrom the rude and tragic hold of Time,
And beauty and the
\nrhythmic feet of the hours. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nThere are in the
\ndeeper being of man certain centres of spiritual force, but they are
\ncommonly dormant as he normally lives very much on the surface
\nlevels. When, however, he enters or is exposed to the higher
\natmosphere of the Spirit these centres open out spontaneously. Mind
\nceases from its restless mechanical activity and stands thrilled at
\nthe touch of a Ray of the higher Light. Even the physical
\nbody\u00e2\u0080\u0094subject to the limitations of mortality\u00e2\u0080\u0094begins to experience
\ntrue love based upon an entire self-giving, a happiness that is not
\nmarred by the shadow of sorrow, a joy and deep bliss in the heart
\nthat is undecaying, a sense of beauty and rhythm in the march of
\nTime.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Bud Blossoms<\/B>
\n<\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThis in high realms
\ntouches immortal kind;
What here is in the bud has blossomed
\nthere. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nAll this, however,
\nis not something totally new and foreign that is grafted on the
\nbeing. Man always holds in himself these potentialities, undisclosed,
\nuntapped; they open out and blossom in the higher, more favourable
\natmosphere of the Spirit. There the mortal enters the realm of the
\nimmortal.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
House of
\nFlame<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThere is the secrecy
\nof the House of Flame,
The blaze of Godlike thought and golden
\nbliss,
The rapt idealism of heavenly sense;
There are the
\nwonderful voices, the sun-laugh,
A gurgling eddy in rivers of
\nGod\u00e2\u0080\u0099s joy,
And the mysteried vineyards of the gold moon-wine,
\n
All the fire and sweetness of which hardly here
A brilliant
\nshadow visits mortal life. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nThere, above, is the
\nsecret Home of Knowledge, the flamings of illumined thought and the
\nacme of purified sense-joy. All is a wave of celestial delight. What
\npasses for knowledge and happiness in the mortal world is but a
\ndistant shadow of these originals in the supernal.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Flutings of
\nthe Infinite<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAlthough are
\nwitnessed there the joys of Time,
Pressed on the bosom the
\nImmortal\u00e2\u0080\u0099s touch is felt,
Heard are the flutings of the
\nInfinite. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nHere, above, is the
\nreal and full delight of the Eternal’s movement in Time, here is felt
\nthe concrete touch of the Immortal upon the mortal, here is heard the
\ncall of the Infinite to the finite.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Early
\nBeginnings upon Earth<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nHere upon earth are
\nearly awakenings,
Moments that tremble in an air divine,
And
\ngrown upon the yearning of her soil
Time\u00e2\u0080\u0099s sun-flowers\u00e2\u0080\u0099 gaze
\nat gold Eternity:
There are the imperishable beatitudes.
\n<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nThat is so on the
\nPlanes of existence high above. But here below on earth are seen only
\nthrilled awakenings to those beatitudes. These rare moments of
\nupliftment come as a result of soaring aspiration on earth for the
\nEternal.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Million
\nLotuses on one Stem<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nA million lotuses
\nswaying on one stem,
World after coloured and ecstatic world
\n
Climbs towards some far unseen epiphany. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nThis creation of God
\nis multiple in profusion but one at its base; And this supporting
\nbase is only a part of the Infinite Being. It is a variegated system
\nof worlds after delightful worlds rising towards a glorious
\nmanifestation that is far above.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Kingdoms of
\nDeathless Flame<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nOn the other side of
\nthe eternal stairs
The mighty kingdoms of the deathless Flame
\n
Aspired to reach the Being\u00e2\u0080\u0099s absolutes. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nOn one side of the
\nclimbing stairs, Aswapathy has seen the kingdoms of the deathless
\nRose\u00e2\u0080\u0094worlds of Bliss. Now on the other side of the stairs, he sees
\ngreat kingdoms of flaming Knowledge aspiring to reach to the utmost
\nVerities of the manifest Being.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Burns on the
\nAltar Mind<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nOut of the sorrow
\nand darkness of the world,
Out of the depths where life and
\nthought are tombed,
Lonely mounts up to heaven the deathless
\nFlame. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nIn a veiled Nature\u00e2\u0080\u0099s
\nhallowed secrecies
It burns for ever on the altar Mind,
Its
\npriests the souls of dedicated gods,
Humanity its house of
\nsacrifice. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nThis Flame of potent
\nKnowledge, the unfolding Consciousness, breaks out from the depths of
\nNescience in which it is latent and, through all the gradations of
\nIgnorance, pain and suffering of the Earth-World, it climbs upward to
\nthe Beatitudes of the Spirit. Behind the veil of the exterior mental
\nworkings, this Flame of Consciousness burns in the chamber of the
\ninner Mind, cherished and promoted by the God-powers striving for its
\nmanifestation. The whole of humanity is indeed the field for the
\ngrowth and radiation of this Power of Knowledge.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
A Fire along
\nMystic Paths<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nOnce kindled never
\ncan its flamings cease. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nA fire along the
\nmystic paths of earth
It rises through the mortal\u00e2\u0080\u0099s hemisphere,
\n
Till borne by runners of the Day and Dusk
It enters the
\noccult eternal Light
And clambers whitening to the invisible
\nThrone. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nOnce this Power of
\nKnowledge, this flame of aspiration for Light, is lit up, it cannot
\nbe extinguished. It spreads into a veritable fire visible on the
\nroutes of the Earth’s journey towards the Spirit. It rises upwards on
\nits own force till it is taken charge of and led by the Cosmic Powers
\ninto the secret realms of the eternal Light. There, purified of all
\ndross of subtle impurities, the white Flame climbs up to its seat of
\nsovereignty.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Steps of an
\nAscending Force<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nIts worlds are steps
\nof an ascending Force:
A dream of giant contours, titan lines,
\n
Homes of unfallen and illumined Might,
Heavens of unchanging
\nGood pure and unborn,
Heights of the grandeur of Truth\u00e2\u0080\u0099s
\nageless ray,
As in a symbol sky they start to view
And call
\nour souls into a vaster air. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\na luminous and
\nconquering might. They are the paradise of unafflicted Good and on
\ntheir peaks shines the glory of the eternal Ray of Truth. They look
\nupon earth and beckon the human soul to rise into their vastitudes.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
They Point
\nAbove<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nOn their summits
\nthey bear up the sleepless Flame;
Dreaming of a mysterious
\nBeyond,
Transcendent of the paths of Fate and Time,
They
\npoint above themselves with index peaks
Through a pale-sapphire
\nether of God-mind
Towards some gold Infinite\u00e2\u0080\u0099s apocalypse.
\n<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nThese worlds bear
\nthe unceasing Flame on their summits. They envisage in their dream
\nsome mysterious Beyond which transcends the courses of Fate and Time.
\nRising through the skies of the God-mind, pale-sapphire in hue, their
\npeaks point above to some splendid Revelation of the Truth Infinite.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
They Call<\/B>
\n<\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nA thunder rolling
\nmid the hills of God,
Tireless, severe is their tremendous Voice:
\n
Exceeding us, to exceed ourselves they call
And bid us rise
\nincessantly above. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nThese worlds of the
\nIdeal Mind exceed the earth and the men on earth. But they are
\nconcerned with the humans and they call them, insistently,
\nincessantly, to rise above themselves and approach the Ideals.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Climbed by
\nSpirit’s Athlete Will<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nFar from our eager
\nreach those summits live,
Too lofty for our mortal strength and
\nheight,
Hardly in a dire ecstasy of toil
Climbed by the
\nspirit\u00e2\u0080\u0099s naked athlete will. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nThey are indeed
\nabove the reach of the impatient striving of men; human strength and
\nstature cannot reach up to them. It is only the indefatigable will of
\nthe Spirit in exertion that can, with difficulty, scale their lofty
\nheights.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Only the
\nEternal’s Strength can Dare<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAustere, intolerant
\nthey claim from us
Efforts too lasting for our mortal nerve
Our
\nhearts cannot cleave to nor our flesh support;
Only the Eternal\u00e2\u0080\u0099s
\nstrength in us can dare
To attempt the immense adventure of that
\nclimb
And the sacrifice of all we cherish here. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nThe demands of these
\nsummits of the Ideal are too severe and too demanding for the human
\nfaculties to bear and respond to. It is only the will and the
\nstrength of the Spirit in man that can set out on this daring
\nadventure of the ascent to the Ideal, leaving behind him all that he
\ncherishes here in his human frailty.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Human
\nKnowledge a Candle<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nOur human knowledge
\nis a candle burnt
On a dim altar to a sun-vast Truth;
Man\u00e2\u0080\u0099s
\nvirtue, a coarse-spun ill-fitting dress,
Apparels wooden images
\nof Good;
Passionate and blinded, bleeding, stained with mire
His
\nenergy stumbles towards a deathless Force. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nAn imperfection dogs
\nour highest strength;
Portions and pale reflections are our
\nshare. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nAll the boasted
\nknowledge claimed by the human mind is like a burning candle before
\nthe vast Knowledge radiating from the Sun of Truth above. The highest
\nGood that human morality can envisage is but a lifeless image, and
\nits virtue is a make-a-do garment for that artificial figure. Human
\nenergy, mechanical and blind, surges on in its intensity but gets
\nmaimed and strained in its effort to reach the heights of the
\nimmortal Force of the Spirit. The highest human strength is dogged by
\nsome imperfection or other; all that comes to the human share is some
\nfragment, some pale reflection of the prize that is aimed at.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Happier
\nWorlds<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nHappy the worlds
\nthat have not felt our fall,
Where Will is one with Truth and
\nGood with Power;
Impoverished not by earth-mind\u00e2\u0080\u0099s indigence,
\n
They keep God\u00e2\u0080\u0099s natural breath of mightiness,
His bare
\nspontaneous swift intensities;
There is his great transparent
\nmirror, Self,
And there his sovereign autarchy of bliss
In
\nwhich immortal natures have their part,
Heirs and co-sharers of
\ndivinity. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nFortunate indeed are
\nthe worlds that have not suffered the fall that the earth-world has.
\nIn them, unlike on earth, Truth-Knowledge is one with Will and
\ntherefore self-effectuating; Good is endowed with the needed Power to
\nrule. There the spontaneous might of the Spirit suffers no diminution
\ndue to the inadequacy of the supporting mind as on earth. There the
\nDivine Self is able to reflect all without blemish, there is the play
\nof self-existent Bliss. Beings who are immortal alone share in these
\nglories of the Divine.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Aswapathy
\nMoves at Will<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nHe through the
\nIdeal\u00e2\u0080\u0099s kingdoms moved at will,
Accepted their beauty and their
\ngreatness bore,
Partook of the glories of their wonder fields,
\n
But passed nor stayed beneath their splendour\u00e2\u0080\u0099s rule. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nAswapathy moves
\neffortlessly through the many kingdoms of the Ideal Mind,
\nexperiencing their beauty and greatness, participating in their
\nwonderful glories. But he is not overpowered by them nor does he
\nchoose to stay in their realms.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Each Idea
\nMakes a World<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAll there was an
\nintense but partial light. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nIn each a
\nseraph-winged high-browed Idea
United all knowledge by one master
\nthought,
Persuaded all action to one golden sense,
All powers
\nsubjected to a single power
And made a world where it could reign
\nalone,
An absolute ideal\u00e2\u0080\u0099s perfect home. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nEverything here is
\nintense but partial. Each master Idea claims to be absolute and seeks
\nto organise all knowledge around itself, all action to its own high
\nsense, all power under its one single power. Each creates a world of
\nits own where it is the sole monarch.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Insignia of
\nVictory<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nInsignia of their
\nvictory and their faith,
They offered to the Traveller at their
\ngates
A quenchless flame or an unfading flower,
Emblem of a
\nhigh kingdom\u00e2\u0080\u0099s privilege. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nEach of these Master
\nIdeas offers to the traveller who arrives at the portals of its
\nkingdom its own characteristic illumination of Knowledge and specimen
\nof beauty.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Each Deemed
\nTruth’s Fount<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nA glorious shining
\nAngel of the Way
Presented to the seeking of the soul
The
\nsweetness and the might of an idea,
Each deemed Truth\u00e2\u0080\u0099s
\nintimate fount and summit force,
The heart of the meaning of the
\nuniverse,
Perfection\u00e2\u0080\u0099s key, passport to Paradise. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nEach Idea is
\npresented in its full sweetness and power, exclusively, as the
\nultimate root and highest dynamism of Truth, the real meaning of the
\nuniverse, the sole key to perfection, the needed gate-pass for
\nentering into Paradise.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
None would
\nhis Body Lose<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nYet were there
\nregions where these absolutes met
And made a circle of bliss with
\nmarried hands;
Light stood embraced by light, fire wedded fire,
\n
But none in the other would his body lose
To find his soul in
\nthe world\u00e2\u0080\u0099s single Soul,
A multiplied rapture of infinity.
\n<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nThere are also here
\nregions where these absolute ideas meet, recognise each other and
\nstand together. But none is prepared to lose his individuality, his
\nseparate character, to find his rightful and due place in the one
\nTruth with its multiple rapture.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Onward to
\nMultitudinous Whole<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nOnward he passed to
\na diviner sphere:
There, joined in a common greatness, light and
\nbliss,
All high and beautiful and desirable powers
Forgetting
\ntheir difference and their separate reign
Become a single
\nmultitudinous whole. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nAswapathy passes on
\nto another sphere, more divine, where all the great ideas join
\ntogether in a greater glory. They no more lay stress on their
\nindividual distinctness and domination, but together form one
\nmanysided Whole.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
Where all are
\nOne<\/B> <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAbove the parting of
\nthe roads of Time,
Above the Silence and its thousandfold Word,
\n
In the immutable and inviolate Truth
For ever united and
\ninseparable,
The radiant children of Eternity dwell
On the
\nwide spirit height where all are one. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nThese luminous
\nPowers of the Eternal dwell on the wide heights of the Spirit where
\nall are one. They are united and impartible in the immutable,
\nuntouched Truth that stands above the manifestation in Time, above
\nthe Silence and its multiple expressions. <\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n



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