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\n
\n

\n
\nThe
\nGuest<\/p>\n

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

\n <\/p>\n\n\n
\n

 <\/td>\n

\n

\n         I
\nhave discovered my deep deathless being:<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Masked by my front of mind, immense, serene<\/p>\n

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It
\nmeets the world with an Immortal\u2019s seeing,<\/p>\n

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\n<\/span>A god-spectator of the human scene.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

No
\npain and sorrow of the heart and flesh<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Can tread that pure and voiceless sanctuary.<\/p>\n

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

Danger
\nand fear, Fate\u2019s hounds, slipping their leash<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Rend body and nerve, – the timeless Spirit is free.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

Awake,
\nGod\u2019s ray and witness in my breast,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>In the undying substance of my soul<\/p>\n

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

Flamelike,
\ninscrutable the almighty Guest.<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Death nearer comes and Destiny takes her toll;<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

He
\nhears the blows that shatter Nature\u2019s house:<\/p>\n

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

Calm
\nsits he, formidable, luminous.<\/p>\n

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

  <\/p>\n

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

\n
\n
\n   
\nThe
\nInner Sovereign<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

Now
\nmore and more the Epiphany within<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Affirms on Nature\u2019s soil His sovereign rights.<\/p>\n

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

My
\nmind has left its prison-camp of brain;<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>It pours, a luminous sea from spirit heights.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

A
\ntranquil splendour, waits my Force of Life<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Couched in my heart, to do what He shall bid,<\/p>\n

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

Poising
\nwide wings like a great hippogriff<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>On which the gods of the empyrean ride.<\/p>\n

My senses change into gold gates of bliss;<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>An ecstasy thrills through touch and sound and sight<\/p>\n

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

Flooding
\nthe blind material sheath\u2019s dull ease:<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>My darkness answers to His call of light.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

Nature
\nin me one day like Him shall sit<\/p>\n

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

Victorious,
\ncalm, immortal, infinite.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/span> <\/span>Page-144<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\n
\n
\n   
\nThe
\nConscious Inconscient<\/a><\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

Because
\nThou hadst all eternity to amuse,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>O dramatist of death and life and birth,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>O sculptor of the living shapes of earth,<\/p>\n

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

World-artist
\nrevelling in forms and hues,<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

A
\nmathematician Mind that never errs,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Thou hast played with theorems, numbers, measures, cubes,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Passed cells, electrons, molecules through Thy tubes,<\/p>\n

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

World-forces
\nfor Thy Science\u2019s ministers,<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

And
\nmade a universe of Thy theories,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Craftsman minute, an architect of might.<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Protean is Thy Spirit of Delight,<\/p>\n

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

An
\nadept of a thousand mysteries.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

Or
\nbuilt some deep Necessity, not Thy whim,<\/p>\n

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

Fate
\nand Inconscience and the snare of Time?<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

\n
\n <\/font><\/span>    A
\nDream of Surreal Science<\/a><\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

One
\ndreamed and saw a gland write Hamlet, drink
\n <\/p>\n

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

\nAt the Mermaid, capture immortality ;<\/p>\n

\nA committee of hormones on the Aegean’ s  brink<\/p>\n

\nComposed the Iliad and the Odyssey. <\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nA thyroid , meditating almost nude<\/p>\n

\nUnder the Bo-tree , saw the eternal Light<\/p>\n

\nAnd rising from its mighty solitude ,<\/p>\n

\nSpoke of the Wheel
\nand eightfold Path alright<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A
\nbrain by a disordered stomach driven<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Thundered through. Europe, conquered, ruled and fell,<\/p>\n

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

From<\/span>
\n<\/span>St.
\nHelena w<\/span>ent,
\nperhaps, to Heaven.<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Thus
\nwagged on the surreal world, until<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

A
\nscientist played with atoms and blew out<\/p>\n

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

The
\nuniverse before God had time to shout.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/span> <\/span><\/i>Page-145<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\n
\n    In
\nthe Battle<\/a><\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

Often,
\nin the slow1 <\/sup>ages\u2019 long2 <\/sup> retreat<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>On Life’s thin ridge through Time\u2019s enormous sea,<\/p>\n

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

I
\nhave accepted death and borne defeat<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>To gain some vantage by my fall for Thee.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

For
\nThou hast given the Inconscient the dark right,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>To oppose the shining passage of my soul<\/p>\n

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

And
\nlevy at each step the tax of Night:<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Doom, her august accountant, keeps the roll.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

All
\naround me now the Titan forces press;<\/p>\n

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

                       
\n<\/span>This world is theirs, they hold its3<\/sup>
\ndays in fee;<\/p>\n

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

I
\nam full of wounds and the fight merciless.<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Is it not yet Thy hour of victory?<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

Even
\nas Thou wilt! What still to Fate Thou owest,<\/p>\n

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

O
\nAncient of the worlds, Thou knowest, Thou knowest.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

\n
\n     <\/font><\/span>The
\nLittle Ego<\/a><\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

This
\npuppet ego the World-Mother made,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>This little profiteer of Nature\u2019s works,<\/p>\n

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

Her
\ntrust in his life-tenancy betrayed,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Makes claim on claim, all debt to her he shirks.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

Each
\nmovement of our life our ego fills;<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Inwoven in each
\nthread of being\u2019s weft,<\/p>\n

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

When
\nmost we vaunt our selflessness, it steals<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>A sordid part; no corner void is left.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

One
\nway lies free our heart and soul to give,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Our body and mind to Thee and every cell,<\/p>\n

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

And
\nsteeped in Thy world-infinity to live.<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Then lost in light, shall fade the ignoble spell.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

Nature,
\nof her rebellion quit, shall be<\/p>\n

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

A
\nbreath of the Spirit\u2019s vast serenity.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n


\n 1 <\/sup>
\n<\/span>long 
\n2 slow 3 <\/span>the<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span> Page-146<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

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

\n

\n
\n
\n     The
\nMiracle of Birth<\/a><\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

I
\nsaw my soul a traveller through Time;<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>From, life to life the cosmic ways it trod,<\/p>\n

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

Obscure
\nin the depths and on the heights sublime,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Evolving from the worm into the god.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

A
\nspark of the eternal Fire, it came<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>To build a house in Matter for the Unborn.<\/p>\n

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

The
\ninconscient sunless Night received the flame,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>In the brute seed of things dumb and forlorn<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

Life
\nstirred and Thought outlined a gleaming shape<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Till on the stark inanimate earth could move,<\/p>\n

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

Born
\nto somnambulist Nature in her sleep<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>A thinking creature who can hope and love.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

Still
\nby slow steps the miracle goes on,<\/p>\n

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

The
\nImmortal\u2019s gradual birth mid mire and stone.
\n  <\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

\n
\n    Moments<\/a><\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

If
\nperfect moments on-the peak of things,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>These tops of knowledge, greatness, ecstasy,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Are only moments, this too enough could be.<\/p>\n

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

I
\nhave assumed the rapid flaming wings<\/p>\n

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

Of
\nsouls whom the Ignorance black-robed Nature brings<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>And the frail littleness of mortality<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Can bind not always; a high sovereignty<\/p>\n

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

Makes
\nthem awhile creation\u2019s radiant kings.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

These
\nmomentary upliftings of the soul<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Prepare the spirit\u2019s glorious permanence.<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>The peace of God, a great still transience <\/span><\/p>\n

                 
\n<\/span>Is now my being\u2019s boundless atmosphere.<\/p>\n

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

All
\nparts are gathered into a timeless whole;<\/p>\n

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

                 
\n<\/span>All moments last in an eternal Year.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

\n1 <\/sup>
\n a great calm immanence<\/span>
\n<\/span><\/p>\n


\n Page-147<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

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

\n

\n
\n
\n   
\nThe
\nBliss of Brahman<\/a><\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

I
\nhave become a foam-white sea of bliss,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>I am a curling1 <\/sup>wave of God\u2019s delight,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>A shapeless flow2<\/sup>
\nof happy passionate light,<\/p>\n

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

  
\n     A whirlpool of the streams3<\/sup>
\nof Paradise.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

I
\nam a cup of His felicities,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>A thunderblast of His golden ecstasy\u2019s might,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>A fire of joy upon creation\u2019s height,<\/p>\n

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

I
\nam His rapture\u2019s wonderful abyss.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

I
\nam drunken with the glory of the Lord,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>I am vanquished by the beauty of the Unborn;<\/p>\n

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

                 
\n<\/span>I have looked, alive, upon the Eternal\u2019s face.<\/p>\n

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

My
\nmind is cloven by His radiant sword,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>My heart by His
\nbeatific touch is torn;<\/p>\n

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

                 
\n<\/span>My
\nlife is a meteor-dust of His flaming Grace.<\/p>\n

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

  <\/span> <\/p>\n

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

\n
\n
\n    
\nThe
\nHuman Enigma<\/a><\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

A
\ndeep enigma is the soul of man.<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>His conscious life obeys the Inconscient\u2019s rule,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>His need of joy is learned in sorrow’s school;<\/p>\n

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

His
\nheart is a chaos and an empyrean.<\/p>\n

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

His
\nsubtle ignorance borrows Wisdom\u2019s plan;<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>His mind is the Infinite’s sharp and narrow tool.<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>He wades through mud to reach the Wonderful,<\/p>\n

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

And
\ndoes what Matter must or Spirit can.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

All
\npowers in his living\u2019s soil take root<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Hoping to grow and dominate the earth.<\/p>\n

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

                 
\n<\/span>This little creature mind that would be great<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Is Nature\u2019s fool and Godhead\u2019s struggling birth,<\/p>\n

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

A
\ndemigod and a demon and a brute,<\/p>\n

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

                 
\n<\/span>The slave and the creator of his fate.
\n <\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

\n1 <\/sup>
\ncurving<\/span>    2  <\/sup>flux<\/span>
\n<\/span>   3 <\/sup>
\nsense<\/span><\/p>\n


\n Page-148<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

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

\n

\n
\n     The
\nBody<\/a><\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

This
\nbody which was once my universe,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Is now a pittance carried by the soul, – <\/p>\n

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

Its
\nTitan\u2019s motion bears this scanty purse,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Pacing through vastness to a vaster goal.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

Too
\nsmall was it to meet the giant need<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>That only infinitude can satisfy:<\/p>\n

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

He
\nkeeps it still, for in the folds is hid<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>His secret passport to eternity.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

In
\nhis front an endless Time and Space deploy<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>The landscape of their golden happenings;<\/p>\n

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

His
\nheart is filled with sweet and violent joy,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>His mind is upon great and distant things.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

How
\ngrown with all the world conterminous<\/p>\n

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

Is
\nthe little dweller in this narrow house!<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

\n
\n     Liberation<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

My
\nmind, my soul grow larger than all Space;<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Time founders in that vastness glad and nude:
\n<\/span>The body fades, an
\noutline, a dim trace,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>A
\nmemory in the spirit’s solitude.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

This
\nuniverse is a vanishing circumstance<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>In the glory of a white infinity,<\/p>\n

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

Beautiful
\nand bare for the Immortal\u2019s dance,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>House-room of my immense felicity.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

In
\nthe thrilled happy giant void within<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Thought lost in light and passion drowned in bliss,<\/p>\n

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

Changing
\ninto a stillness hyaline,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Obey the edict of the Eternal\u2019s peace.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

Life\u2019s
\nnow the Ineffable\u2019s dominion;<\/p>\n

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

Nature
\nis ended and the spirit alone.<\/p>\n

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


\n  Page-149<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

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

\n

\n
\n     Light<\/a><\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

Light,
\nendless Light! darkness has room no more,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Life\u2019s ignorant gulfs give up their secrecy:<\/p>\n

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

The
\nhuge inconscient depths unplumbed before<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Lie glimmering in vast expectancy.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

Light,
\ntimeless Light immutable and apart!<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>The holy sealed
\nmysterious doors unclose.<\/p>\n

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

Light,
\nburning Light from the Infinite\u2019s diamond heart<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Quivers in my heart where blooms the deathless rose.<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n

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

Light
\nin its rapture leaping through the nerves!<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>Light, brooding Light! each smitten passionate cell<\/p>\n

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

In
\na mute blaze of ecstasy preserves<\/p>\n

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\n<\/span>A
\nliving sense of the Imperishable.<\/p>\n

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I
\nmove in an ocean of stupendous Light<\/p>\n

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Joining
\nmy depths to His eternal height.<\/p>\n

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\n
\n
\n     
\nThe
\nUnseen Infinite<\/a><\/p>\n

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

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Arisen
\nto voiceless unattainable peaks<\/p>\n

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\n<\/span>I meet no end, for all is boundless He,<\/p>\n

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An
\nabsolute joy the wide-winged spirit seeks,<\/p>\n

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\n<\/span>A Might, a Presence, an Eternity.<\/p>\n

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In
\nthe inconscient dreadful dumb Abyss<\/p>\n

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\n<\/span>Are heard the heart-beats of the Infinite.<\/p>\n

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The
\ninsensible midnight veils His trance of bliss,<\/p>\n

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\n<\/span>A fathomless sealed astonishment of Light.<\/p>\n

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In
\nHis ray that dazzles our vision everywhere,<\/p>\n

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\n<\/span>Our half-closed eyes seek fragments of the One:<\/p>\n

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Only
\nthe eyes of Immortality dare<\/p>\n

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\n<\/span>To look unblinded on that living Sun.<\/p>\n

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Yet
\nare our souls the Immortal\u2019s selves within,<\/p>\n

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Comrades
\nand powers and children of the Unseen.<\/p>\n

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\n Page-150<\/font><\/p>\n

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\n

\n
\n      Self<\/p>\n

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

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He
\nsaid, \u201cI am egoless, spiritual, free,\u201d<\/p>\n

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\n<\/span>Then swore because his dinner was not ready.<\/p>\n

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I
\nasked him why. He said, \u201cIt is not me,<\/p>\n

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\n<\/span>But the belly\u2019s hungry god who gets unsteady.\u201d<\/p>\n

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I
\nasked him why. He said, \u201cIt is his play.<\/p>\n

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\n<\/span>I am, unmoved within, desireless, pure.<\/p>\n

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I
\ncare not what may happen day by day.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\n<\/span>I questioned him, \u201cAre you so very sure?\u201d<\/p>\n

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He
\nanswered, \u201cI can understand your doubt.<\/p>\n

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\n<\/span>But to be free is all. It does not matter<\/p>\n

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How
\nyou may kick and howl and rage and shout,<\/p>\n

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\n<\/span>Making a row over your daily platter.<\/p>\n

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 <\/p>\n

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\u201cTo
\nbe aware of self is liberty,<\/p>\n

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Self
\nI have got and, having self, am free.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\n
\n
\n    
\nThe
\nCosmic Spirit<\/a><\/p>\n

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

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I
\nam a single Self all Nature fills.<\/p>\n

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\n<\/span>Immeasurable, unmoved the Witness sits:<\/p>\n

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He
\nis the silence brooding on her hills,<\/p>\n

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\n<\/span>The circling motion of her cosmic mights.<\/p>\n

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 <\/p>\n

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I
\nhave broken the limits of embodied mind<\/p>\n

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\n<\/span>And am no more the figure of a soul.<\/p>\n

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The
\nburning galaxies are in me outlined;<\/p>\n

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\n<\/span>The universe is my stupendous whole.<\/p>\n

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 <\/p>\n

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My
\nlife is the life of village and continent,<\/p>\n

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

        
\n<\/span>I am earth\u2019s agony and her throbs of bliss;<\/p>\n

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

I
\nshare all creatures\u2019 sorrow and content<\/p>\n

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\n<\/span>And feel the passage of every stab and kiss.<\/p>\n

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 <\/p>\n

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Impassive,
\nI bear each act and thought and mood;<\/p>\n

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Time
\ntraverses my hushed infinitude.<\/p>\n

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