{"id":1448,"date":"2013-07-13T01:34:52","date_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:34:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/?p=1448"},"modified":"2013-07-13T01:34:52","modified_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:34:52","slug":"29-rebirth-vol-05-collected-poems-volume-05","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/01-works-of-sri-aurobindo\/01-sabcl\/05-collected-poems-volume-05\/29-rebirth-vol-05-collected-poems-volume-05","title":{"rendered":"-29_Rebirth.htm"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Rebirth<\/p>\n

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\n<\/b> <\/p>\n

\n\n\n
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Not soon is God\u2019s delight
\nin us completed,<\/p>\n

Nor with one life we
\nend;<\/p>\n

Termlessly in us are our spirits seated<\/p>\n

And termless joy
\nintend.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Our souls and heaven are of an equal
\nstature<\/p>\n

And have a dateless
\nbirth;<\/p>\n

The unending seed, the infinite mould of
\nNature,<\/p>\n

They were not made on
\nearth,<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Nor to the earth do they bequeath their
\nashes,<\/p>\n

But in themselves they
\nlast.<\/p>\n

An endless future brims beneath thy lashes,<\/p>\n

Child of an endless
\npast.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Old memories come to us, old dreams invade
\nus,<\/p>\n

Lost people we have
\nknown,<\/p>\n

Fictions and pictures; but their frames
\nevade us, <\/p>\n

\u2013<\/font><\/p>\n

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

They stand out bare,
\nalone.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Yet all we dream and hope are memories
\ntreasured,<\/p>\n

Are forecasts we
\nmisspell,<\/p>\n

But of what life or scene he who has
\nmeasured<\/p>\n

The boundless heavens
\ncan tell.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Time is a strong convention; future and
\npresent<\/p>\n

Were living in the
\npast;<\/p>\n

They are one image that our wills
\ncomplaisant<\/p>\n

Into three schemes have
\ncast.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Our past that we forget, is with us
\ndeathless,<\/p>\n

Our births and later
\nend<\/p>\n

Already accomplished. To a summit
\nbreathless<\/p>\n

Sometimes our souls
\nascend,<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Whence the mind comes back helped; for
\nthere emerges<\/p>\n

The ocean vast of Time<\/p>\n

Spread out before us with its infinite
\nsurges,<\/p>\n

Its
\nsymphonies sublime;<\/p>\n

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

 
\nPage-51<\/font><\/span>
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

\n

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\n<\/span>And even from this veil of
\nmind the spirit<\/p>\n

Looks out sometimes and
\nsees<\/p>\n

The bygone aeons that our lives inherit,<\/p>\n

The unborn centuries:<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

It sees wave-trampled realms expel the
\nOcean, <\/p>\n

\u2013<\/font><\/p>\n

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

From the vague depths
\nuphurled<\/p>\n

Where now Himaloy stands, the flood\u2019s
\nhuge motion<\/p>\n

Sees measuring half the
\nworld;<\/p>\n

Or else the web behind us is unravelled<\/p>\n

And on its threads we
\ngaze, \u2013<\/font><\/p>\n

Past motions of the stars, scenes long
\nsince travelled<\/p>\n

In Time\u2019s
\nfar-backward days.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\n
\n    Seasons<\/a><\/p>\n

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

 
\n<\/span><\/b> <\/p>\n

Day and night begin, you tell
\nme,<\/p>\n

When the sun may choose
\nto set or rise.<\/p>\n

Well, it may be; but for me their changing<\/p>\n

Is determined only by
\nher eyes.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Summer, spring, the fruitless winter<\/p>\n

Hinge, you say, upon
\nthe heavenly sun?<\/p>\n

Oh, but I have known a yearlong winter!<\/p>\n

Spring was by her
\ncareless smiles begun. <\/p>\n

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\n Page-52<\/font>\n<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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