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CANTO FOURTEEN<\/font>
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\nTHE WORLD-SOUL<\/font>
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A<\/font> COVERT<\/font><\/b><\/span> answer to his seeking came.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIn a far-shimmering background of Mind-Space<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA glowing mouth was seen, a luminous shaft,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA recluse-gate it seemed, musing on joy,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA veiled retreat and escape to mystery.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAway from the unsatisfied surface world<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIt fled into the bosom of the unknown,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA well, a tunnel of the depths of God.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIt plunged as if a mystic groove of hope<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThrough many layers of formless voiceless self<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTo reach the last profound of the world’s heart,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd from that heart there surged a wordless call<\/span><\/p>\n

\nPleading with some still unpenetrable Mind,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nVoicing some passionate unseen desire.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAs if a beckoning finger of secrecy<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOutstretched into a crystal mood of air,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nPointing at him from some near hidden depth,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAs if a message from the world’s deep soul,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAn intimation of a lurking joy<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThat flowed out from a cup of brooding bliss,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThere shimmered stealing out into the Mind<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA mute and quivering ecstasy of light,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA passion and delicacy of roseate fire.<\/span><\/p>\n

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As one drawn to his lost spiritual home<\/font><\/p>\n

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Feels now the closeness of a waiting love,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Into a passage dim and tremulous<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nThat clasped him in from day and night’s pursuit,<\/font><\/p>\n

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He travelled led by a mysterious sound.<\/font><\/p>\n

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A murmur, multitudinous and lone,<\/font><\/p>\n

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All sounds it was in turn, yet still the same.<\/font><\/p>\n

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A hidden call to unforeseen delight<\/font><\/p>\n

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In the summoning voice of one long-known and loved,<\/font><\/p>\n

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But nameless to the unremembering mind,<\/font><\/p>\n

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It led to rapture back the truant heart.<\/font><\/p>\n

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The immortal cry ravished the captive ear,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Then, lowering its imperious mystery,<\/font><\/p>\n

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It sank to a whisper circling round the soul.<\/font><\/p>\n

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It seemed the yearning of a lonely flute<\/font><\/p>\n

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That roamed along the shores of memory<\/font><\/p>\n

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And filled the eyes with tears of longing joy.<\/font><\/p>\n

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A cricket’s rash and fiery single note,<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nIt marked with shrill melody night’s moonless hush<\/font><\/p>\n

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And beat upon a nerve of mystic sleep<\/font><\/p>\n

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Its high insistent magical reveille,<\/font><\/p>\n

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A jingling silver laugh of anklet bells<\/font><\/p>\n

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Travelled the roads of a solitary heart;<\/font><\/p>\n

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Its dance solaced an eternal loneliness:<\/font><\/p>\n

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An old forgotten sweetness sobbing came.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOr from a far harmonious distance heard<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe tinkling pace of a long caravan<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIt seemed at times, or a vast forest’s hymn,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe solemn reminder of a temple gong,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA bee-croon honey-drunk in summer isles<\/span><\/p>\n

\nArdent with ecstasy in a slumberous noon,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOr the far anthem of a pilgrim sea.<\/span><\/font>
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An intense floated in the quivering air,<\/font><\/p>\n

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A mystic happiness trembled in the breast<\/font><\/p>\n

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As if the invisible Beloved had come<\/font><\/p>\n

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Assuming the sudden loveliness of a face<\/font><\/p>\n

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And close glad hands could seize his fugitive feet<\/font><\/p>\n

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And the world change with the beauty of a smile.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Into a wonderful bodiless realm he came,<\/font><\/p>\n

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The home of a passion without name or voice,<\/font><\/p>\n

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A depth he felt answering to every height,<\/font><\/p>\n

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A nook was found that could embrace all worlds,<\/font><\/p>\n

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A point that was the conscious knot of space,<\/font><\/p>\n

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An hour eternal in the heart of Time.<\/font><\/p>\n

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The silent soul of all the world was there:<\/font><\/p>\n

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A Being lived, a Presence and a Power,<\/font><\/p>\n

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A single Person who was himself and all<\/font><\/p>\n

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And cherished Nature’s sweet and dangerous throbs<\/font><\/p>\n

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Transfigured into beats divine and pure.<\/font><\/p>\n

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One who could love without return for love,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Meeting and turning to the best the worst,<\/font><\/p>\n

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It healed the bitter cruelties of earth<\/font><\/p>\n

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Transforming all experience to delight,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Intervening in the sorrowful paths of birth<\/font><\/p>\n

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It rocked the cradle of the cosmic Child<\/font><\/p>\n

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And stilled all weeping with its hand of joy;<\/font><\/p>\n

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It led things evil towards their secret good,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIt turned racked falsehood into happy truth;<\/span><\/font>
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Its power was to reveal divinity.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nInfinite, coeval with the mind of God,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIt bore within itself a seed, a flame,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA seed from which the Eternal is new-born,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA flame that cancels death in mortal things.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAll grew to all kindred and self and near,<\/span><\/font>
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The intimacy of God was everywhere,<\/font><\/p>\n

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No veil was felt, no brute barrier inert,<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nDistance could not divide. Time could not change.<\/font><\/p>\n

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A fire of passion burned in spirit-depths,<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nA constant touch of sweetness linked all hearts,<\/font><\/p>\n

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The throb of one adoration’s single bliss<\/font><\/p>\n

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In a rapt ether of undying love.<\/font><\/p>\n

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An inner happiness abode in all,<\/font><\/p>\n

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A sense of universal harmonies,<\/font><\/p>\n

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A measureless secure eternity<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nOf truth and beauty and good and joy made one.<\/font><\/p>\n

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There was the welling core of finite life;<\/font><\/p>\n

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A formless spirit became the soul of form.<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nAll there was soul or made of sheer soul-stuff:<\/font><\/p>\n

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A sky of soul covered a deep soul-ground.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAll here was known by a spiritual sense:<\/span><\/font>
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Thought was not there but a knowledge near and one<\/font><\/p>\n

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Seized on all things by a moved identity,<\/font><\/p>\n

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A sympathy of self with other selves,<\/font><\/p>\n

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The touch of consciousness on consciousness<\/font><\/p>\n

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And being’s look on being with inmost gaze<\/font><\/p>\n

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And heart laid bare to heart without walls of speech<\/font><\/p>\n

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And the unanimity of seeing minds<\/font><\/p>\n

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In myriad forms luminous with the one God.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Life was not there, but an impassioned force<\/font><\/p>\n

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Finer than fineness, deeper than the deeps,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Felt as a subtle and spiritual power,<\/font><\/p>\n

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A quivering out from soul to answering soul,<\/font><\/p>\n

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A mystic movement, a close influence,<\/font><\/p>\n

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A free and happy and intense approach<\/font><\/p>\n

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Of being to being with no screen or check,<\/font>
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Without which life and love could never have been.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Body was not there, for bodies were needed not,<\/font><\/p>\n

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The soul itself was its own deathless form<\/font><\/p>\n

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And met at once the touch of other souls<\/font><\/p>\n

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Close, blissful, concrete, wonderfully true.<\/font><\/p>\n

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As when one walks in sleep through luminous dreams<\/font><\/p>\n

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And, conscious, knows the truth their figures mean,<\/font><\/p>\n

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There where reality was its own dream,<\/font><\/p>\n

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He knew things by their soul and not their shape:<\/font><\/p>\n

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As those who have lived long made one in love<\/span><\/p>\n

\nNeed word nor sign for heart’s reply to heart,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHe met and communed without bar of speech<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWith beings unveiled by a material frame.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThere was a strange spiritual scenery,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA loveliness of lakes and streams and hills,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA flow, a fixity in a soul-space,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd plains and valleys, stretches of soul-joy,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd gardens that were flower-tracts of the spirit,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIts meditations of tinged reverie.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAir was the breath of a pure infinite.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA fragrance wandered in a coloured haze<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAs if the scent and hue of all sweet flowers<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHad mingled to copy heaven’s atmosphere.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAppealing to the soul and not the eye<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBeauty lived there at home in her own house,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThere all was beautiful by its own right<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd needed not the splendour of a robe.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAll objects were like bodies of the Gods,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA spirit symbol environing a soul,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nFor world and self were one reality.<\/span><\/font>
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Immersed in voiceless internatal trance<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe beings that once wore forms on earth sat there<\/span><\/font>
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In shining chambers of spiritual sleep.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nPassed were the pillar-posts of birth and death,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nPassed was their little scene of symbol deeds,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nPassed were the heavens and hells of their long road;<\/span><\/font>
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They had returned into the world’s deep soul.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAll now was gathered into pregnant rest:<\/span><\/font>
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Person and nature suffered a slumber change.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n. .la.<\/i> trance they gathered back their bygone selves,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIn a background memory’s foreseeing muse<\/span><\/p>\n

\nProphetic of new personality<\/span><\/p>\n

\nArranged the map of their coming destiny’s course:<\/span><\/font>
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Heirs of their past, their future’s discoverers,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Electors of their own self-chosen lot,<\/font><\/p>\n

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They waited for the adventure of new life.<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nA Person persistent through the lapse of worlds,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Although the same for ever in many shapes<\/font><\/p>\n

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By the outward mind unrecognisable,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Assuming names unknown in unknown climes<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nImprints through Time upon the earth’s worn page<\/font><\/p>\n

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A growing figure of its secret self,<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nAnd learns by experience what the spirit knew,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Till it can see its truth alive and God.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Once more they must face the problem-game of birth,<\/font><\/p>\n

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The soul’s experiment of joy and grief<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nAnd thought and impulse lighting the blind act,<\/font><\/p>\n

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And venture on the roads of circumstance<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nThrough inner movements and external scenes,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Travelling to self across the forms of things.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Into creation’s centre he had come.<\/font><\/p>\n

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The spirit wandering from state to state<\/font><\/p>\n

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Finds here the silence of its starting-point<\/font><\/p>\n

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In the formless force and the still fixity<\/font>
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And brooding passion of the world of Soul.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAll that is made and once again unmade,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe calm persistent vision of the One<\/span><\/p>\n

\nInevitably re-makes, it lives anew:<\/span><\/font>
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Forces and lives and beings and ideas<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAre taken into the stillness for a while;<\/span><\/font>
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There they remould their purpose and their drift, ,,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nRecast their nature and re-form their shape. A’<\/span><\/p>\n

\nEver they change and changing ever grow, "r<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd passing through a fruitful stage of death<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd after long reconstituting sleep<\/span><\/p>\n

\nResume their place in the process of the Gods<\/span><\/p>\n

\nUntil their work in cosmic Time is done.<\/span><\/font>
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Here was the fashioning chamber of the worlds.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAn interval was left twixt act and act,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTwixt birth and birth, twixt dream and waking dream,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA pause that gave new strength to do and be.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBeyond were regions of delight and peace,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nMute birth-places of light and hope and love,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd cradles of heavenly rapture and repose.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIn a slumber of the voices of the world<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHe of the eternal moment grew aware,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHis knowledge stripped bare of the garbs of sense<\/span><\/p>\n

\nKnew by identity without thought or word,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHis being saw itself without its veils,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nLife’s line fell from the spirit’s infinity.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAlong a road of pure interior light,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAlone between tremendous Presences,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nUnder the watching eye of nameless Gods,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHis soul passed on, a single conscious power,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTowards the end which ever begins again,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nApproaching through a stillness dumb and calm<\/span><\/font>
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To the source of all things human and divine.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThere he beheld in their mighty union’s poise<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe figure of the deathless Two-in-One,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA single being in two bodies clasped,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA diarchy of two united souls,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nSeated absorbed in deep creative joy,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTheir trance of bliss sustained the. mobile world.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n.Behind them in a morning dusk One stood<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWho brought them forth from the Unknowable.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nEver disguised she awaits the seeking spirit;<\/span><\/font>
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Watcher on the supreme unreachable peaks,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nGuide of the traveller of the unseen paths,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nShe guards the austere approach to the Alone.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAt the beginning of each far-spread plane<\/span><\/p>\n

\nPervading with her power the cosmic suns<\/span><\/p>\n

\nShe reigns, inspirer of its multiple works<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd thinker of the symbol of its scene.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAbove them all she stands supporting all,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe sole omnipotent Goddess ever-veiled<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOf whom the world is the inscrutable mask;<\/span><\/font>
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The ages are the footfalls of her tread,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTheir happenings the figure of her thoughts,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd all creation is her endless act.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHis spirit was made a vessel of her force;<\/span><\/font>
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Mute in the fathomless passion of his will<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHe outstretched to her his folded hands of prayer.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThen in a sovereign answer to his heart<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA gesture came as of worlds thrown away,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd from her raiment’s lustrous mystery raised<\/span><\/p>\n

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Of the ravishing enigma of her eyes,<\/font><\/p>\n

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He saw the mystic outline of a face.<\/font><\/p>\n

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Overwhelmed by her implacable light and bliss,<\/font><\/p>\n

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An atom of her illimitable self<\/font><\/p>\n

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Mastered by the honey and lightning of her power,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Tossed towards the shores of her ocean ecstasy,<\/font><\/p>\n

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Drunk with a deep golden spiritual wine,
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He cast from the rent stillness of his soul<\/font><\/p>\n

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A cry of adoration and desire<\/font><\/p>\n

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And the surrender of his boundless mind<\/font><\/p>\n

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And the self-giving of his silent heart.<\/font><\/p>\n

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