{"id":3187,"date":"2013-07-13T01:46:33","date_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:46:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/?p=3187"},"modified":"2013-07-13T01:46:33","modified_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:46:33","slug":"57-the-mother-awakes-vol-writings-in-bengali-translation","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/01-works-of-sri-aurobindo\/02-other-editions\/writings-in-bengali-translation\/57-the-mother-awakes-vol-writings-in-bengali-translation","title":{"rendered":"-57_The Mother Awakes.htm"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\nThe Mother Awakes <\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

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\nIt is midnight; the world is asleep, in silence, <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe Earth is asleep in the lap of darkness; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nAsleep are the heavens, breathless the wrathful winds; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe stars twinkle not in the dense blackness of the clouds. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe birds wrap their eyes with their wings<\/font><\/p>\n

\nAnd rest self-absorbed in their nests; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nAnimals wander not, nor are footsteps heard. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThen the Mother awakes; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe Mother awakes with a terrible cry. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nhe Mother awakes; opens Her frightful eyes, <\/font><\/p>\n

\nAs though a pair of suns. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nThe Mother awakes, not a leaf moves; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe still flame of the lamp is dying in the room: <\/font><\/p>\n

\nIn the lonely paths of the city, in the fields and the woodlands and the hills
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\nPlunges in sleep all life.<\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe surges of the sea-waters
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\nBreak not in laughter upon the shores: <\/font><\/p>\n

\nUtterly still, unmoving, the ocean is voiceless. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nWhy then does the Mother awake? <\/font><\/p>\n

\nWho can tell what has She heard and is awake?<\/font><\/p>\n

\n In the night whose is the silent prayer that has awakened the Mother <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nTo rise with a terrible cry?,
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\nWhen the Mother fell asleep, who ever hoped <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThat even in the midst of blind darkness She will awake? <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nSunk in the night, void of hope, the heart broken for good in sorrow <\/font><\/p>\n

\nEven in sleep is startled to hear the fall of a leaf.<\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe royal Fortune of the mightly Asura,<\/font><\/p>\n

\nProud and cunning and overpowering,<\/font><\/p>\n

\nHas besieged the earth. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nSuddenly a terrible cry is heard, the cry of the Mother; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nSuddenly like the roar of hundreds of oceans is heard the voice of the Mother; <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nTo awaken Her sons called aloud the Mother <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nLike a thunder-clap. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nWith a grieving heaving heart was there none awake<\/font><\/p>\n

\nIn the darkest of night for the sake of the Mother? <\/font><\/p>\n

\nA few only with saffron robes covering their bodies <\/font><\/p>\n

\nSat in the temple with the bare sword in hand, <\/font><\/p>\n

\nDevotees of the terrible Mother, <\/font><\/p>\n

\nTo anoint with their own blood <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe Mother’s feet, wakeful they passed the night.<\/font><\/p>\n

\n Hence rose the Mother: <\/font><\/p>\n

\nWith a mighty thirst, in wrath awoke the Mother; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nWith a lion’s roar filling the universe awoke the Mother<\/font><\/p>\n

\n                            To awaken the world.
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\nA raucous laughter spurts out of Her mouth, a lightning flash
\ngleams in Her eyes; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nFrightful is the blood-red flower of Her anger, <\/font><\/p>\n

\nIn wrath She swings in Her hands the heads of two titans. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe Mother rises and sends out a grim invocation. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nWho art thou at this dead of night swinging the titan heads in Thy hands?<\/font><\/p>\n

\n Thou spray est rain of blood over the land. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe two eyes are like hearths of fire; fearful is the Mother, <\/font><\/p>\n

\nShaking the earth She roams about. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nWith a loud roar "Arise! Arise!" <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThy voice rises to chase <\/font><\/p>\n

\nAll sweet indolence. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nIt is our Mother! <\/font><\/p>\n

\nShe comes, on Her forehead burns Her eye of death. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nDancing to the rhythm of the clanging of Her necklace of human skulls,<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nLo! the Mother comes. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n"Arise, arise," a violent voice calls <\/font><\/p>\n

\nGods and titans and men, all, <\/font><\/p>\n

\nA cruel roar here, a high cry of joy there. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nIt is my Mother! <\/font><\/p>\n

\nWith burning eye of death upon Her forehead comes our Mother.<\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n Our Mother comes, the human skulls of Her garland dance to tune. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nIn the midst of storm and battle, sword crashes against sword, body to body resounding; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nFire rains and rushes about in the fight, the skies are deafened <\/font><\/p>\n

\nWith all the fierce noises, the ears burst, the earth sways, <\/font><\/p>\n

\nBlood flows and flows free as though flowing streams.<\/font><\/p>\n

\nWhen, oh when shall we know the Mother? <\/font><\/p>\n

\nWhen Her call goes out like the ocean roar <\/font><\/p>\n

\nWiping off with Her mighty breath the whole kingdom of the
\ntitans and the violent goddess comes smiling <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nThen shall we know the Mother.<\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe Mother, when She dances bathing in the stream of flowing blood <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThen surely we know, it is the Mother awakened at last. <\/font><\/p>\n

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