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\nLAST POEMS <\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

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\nThe Divine Hearing <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nA<\/b> LL sounds, all voices have become Thy voice: <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       Music and thunder and the cry of birds,
\nLife’s babble1<\/sup> of her sorrows and her joys, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       Cadence of human speech and murmured words, <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nThe laughter of the sea’s enormous mirth, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       The winged plane purring through the conquered2<\/sup> air,
\nThe auto’s trumpet-song of speed to earth, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       The machine’s reluctant drone, the siren’s blare <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nBlowing upon the windy horn of Space <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       A call of distance and of mystery,
\nMemories of sun-bright3<\/sup> lands and ocean-ways,\u2014 <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       All now are wonder-tones and themes of Thee. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nA secret harmony steals4<\/sup> through the blind heart
\nAnd all grows beautiful because Thou art. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n       24.10.1937 <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n1 <\/sup>babbling
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\n3<\/sup> sun-.lit <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nThe Indwelling Universal<\/a><\/i><\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

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\nThe Indwelling Universal <\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

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\nI<\/b> CONTAIN the whole world in my soul’s embrace: <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      In me Arcturus and Belphegor burn.
\nTo whatsoever living form I turn
\n     
\nI see my own body with another face. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nAll eyes that look on me are my sole eyes; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     The one heart that beats within all breasts
\n<\/b>is mine.
\n<\/b>The world’s happiness flows through <\/b> me like wine, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     Its million sorrows are my agonies. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nYet all its acts are only waves that pass <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Upon my surface; inly for ever still, <\/font><\/p>\n

\nUnborn I sit, timeless, intangible: <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      All things are shadows in my tranquil glass. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nMy vast transcendence holds the cosmic whirl; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nI am hid in it as in the sea a pearl. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n      15.7.1938 <\/font>\n\t\t<\/td>\n

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\nElectron<\/a><\/i> <\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

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

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\nT<\/b>HE electron on which forms and worlds are built,<\/font><\/p>\n

\n     Leaped into being, a particle of <\/b> God.
\nA<\/b> spark from the eternal Energy spilt, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     It is the Infinite’s blind minute abode. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nIn that small flaming chariot Shiva rides. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n    The One devised innumerably to be; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nHis oneness in invisible forms he hides, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n    Time’s tiny temples of1<\/sup> eternity. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nAtom and molecule in their unseen plan <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     Buttress an edifice of strange onenesses,
\nCrystal and plant, insect and beast and man,\u2014 <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     Man on whom the World-Unity shall seize,<\/b> <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nWidening his soul-spark to an epiphany
\nOf the timeless vastness of Infinity. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n15.7.1938 <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n1<\/sup>to <\/font><\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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\nThe Hidden Plan<\/a><\/b><\/i><\/font><\/p>\n

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\nThe Hidden Plan<\/b> <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nH<\/b>OWEVER long Night’s hour, I will not dream <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      That the small ego and the person’s mask
\nAre all that God reveals in our life-scheme, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      The last result of Nature’s cosmic task.
\nA greater Presence in her bosom works; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Long it prepares its far epiphany: <\/font><\/p>\n

\nEven in the stone and beast the godhead lurks, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      A bright Persona of eternity.
\nIt shall burst out from the limit traced by Mind <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      And make a witness of the prescient <\/b> heart;<\/b> <\/font><\/p>\n

\nIt shall reveal even in this inert blind <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Nature, long veiled in each inconscient part,
\nFulfilling the occult magnificent plan,
\nThe world-wide and immortal spirit in man. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n26.7.1938
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\nThe Pilgrim of the Night<\/a><\/b><\/i><\/font><\/p>\n

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\nThe Pilgrim of the Night<\/b> <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nI<\/b> MADE an assignation With the
\nNight;<\/font><\/p>\n

\n      In the abyss was fixed our rendezvous: <\/font><\/p>\n

\nIn my breast carrying God’s deathless light <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       I came her dark and dangerous heart to woo.
\nI left the glory of the illumined Mind <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      And the calm rapture of the divinised soul
\nAnd travelled through a vastness dim and blind <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      To the grey shore where her ignorant waters roll.
\nI walk by the chill wave through the dull slime <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      And still that weary journeying knows no; <\/b> end <\/font><\/p>\n

\nLost is the lustrous godhead beyond Time, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      There comes no voice of the celestial Friend,
\nAnd yet I know my footprints’ track shall be
\nA pathway towards Immortality. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n26.7.1938
\n18.3.1944 <\/font><\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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\nLiberation<\/a><\/i><\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

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\nLiberation <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nI<\/b> HAVE thrown from me the whirling dance of mind
\n     
\nAnd stand now in the spirit’s silence free; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nTimeless and deathless beyond creature-kind,
\n     
\nThe centre of my own eternity. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nI have escaped and the small self is dead; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      I am immortal, alone, ineffable; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nI have gone out from the universe I made, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     And have grown nameless and immeasurable. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nMy mind is hushed in a wide and endless light, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     My heart a solitude of delight and peace,
\nMy sense unsnared by touch and sound and sight,
\n    
\nMy body a point in white infinities. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nI am the one Being’s sole immobile Bliss: <\/font><\/p>\n

\nNo one I am, I who am all that is. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n27.7.1938
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\nThe Witness Spirit<\/a><\/b><\/i><\/font><\/p>\n

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\nThe Witness Spirit<\/b> <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nI<\/b> DWELL in the spirit’s calm nothing can move
\n    
\nAnd watch the actions of thy vast world-force,
\n<\/i>Its mighty wings that through infinity move
\n    
\nAnd the Time-gallopings of the deathless Horse.  <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nThis mute stupendous Energy that whirls <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     The stars and nebulae in its long train,
\nLike a huge Serpent through my being curls1<\/sup><\/font><\/p>\n

\n     With its diamond hood of joy and <\/b>
\nfangs <\/b> of pain. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nIt rises from the dim inconscient deep <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Upcoiling through the minds and hearts of men,
\nThen touches on some height of luminous sleep <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     The bliss and splendour of the eternal plane. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nAll this I bear in me, untouched and still
\nAssenting to Thy all-wise inscrutable will. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n27*.7.1938 
\n21.3.1944  <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n1<\/sup> restored  from an earlier version
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\nThe Inconscient<\/a><\/i> <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nThe Inconscient <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nOuT<\/b><\/i> of a seeming void and dark-winged sleep <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Of dim inconscient infinity
\nA Power arose from the insentient deep, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     A flame-whirl of magician Energy. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nSome huge somnambulist Intelligence <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     Devising without thought process
\n<\/b>and plan
\n<\/b>Arrayed the burning stars’ magnificence, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     The living bodies of beasts and the brain of man. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nWhat stark Necessity or ordered Chance <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Became alive to know the cosmic whole?
\nWhat magic of numbers, what mechanic dance <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Developed consciousness, assumed a soul? <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nThe darkness was the Omnipotent’s abode,
\nHood of omniscience, a blind mask of God. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n27.7.1938
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\nCosmic Consciousness<\/a><\/i><\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

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\nCosmic Consciousness<\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

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\n I <\/b>HAVE wrapped the wide world in my wider self <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      And Time and Space my spirit’s seeing are.
\nI am the god and demon, ghost and elf, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      I am the wind’s speed and the blazing star.
\nAll Nature is the nursling of my care, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      I am its struggle and the eternal rest; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe world’s joy thrilling runs through me, I bear <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     The sorrow of millions in my lonely breast.
\nI have learned a close identity with all, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     Yet am by nothing bound that I become; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nCarrying in me the universe’s call <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     I mount to my imperishable home.
\nI pass beyond Time and life on measureless wings,
\nYet still am one with born and unborn things. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n28.7.19381 <\/sup> <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n1<\/sup> 26.7.1938 (?) <\/font><\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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\nLife- Unity<\/a><\/font><\/b><\/i><\/p>\n

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\nLife-Unity<\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

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\nI<\/b> HOUSED within my heart the life of things,
\n   
\nAll hearts athrob in the world I felt as mine;<\/font><\/p>\n

\nI shared the joy that in creation sings <\/font><\/p>\n

\n    And drank its sorrow like a poignant wine; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nI have felt the anger in another’s breast, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n    All passions poured through my world-self their waves; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nOne love I shared in a million bosoms expressed. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     I am the beast man slays, the beast he saves. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nI spread life’s burning wings of rapture and pain; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     Black fire and gold fire strove towards one bliss: <\/font><\/p>\n

\nI rose by them towards a supernal plane <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     Of power and love and deathless ecstasies. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nA deep spiritual calm no touch can sway
\nUpholds the mystery of this Passion-play. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n8.8.1938
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\nThe  Golden Light<\/i><\/a><\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

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\nThe  Golden Light<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nT<\/b>‘HY golden Light came down into my brain <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       And the grey<\/i> worms of mind sun-touched became
\nA bright reply to Wisdom’s occult plane, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       A calm illumination and a flame. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nThy golden Light came down into my throat, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      And all my speech is now a tune divine,
\nA paean-song of thee my single note; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      My words are drunk with the Immortal’s wine. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nThy golden Light came down into my heart <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Smiting my life with Thy eternity; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nNow has it grown a temple where Thou art <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      And all its passions  point towards only Thee. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nThy golden Light come down into my feet
\nMy earth is now thy playfield and thy seat. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n8.8.1938
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\nThe Infinite Adventure<\/a><\/b><\/i><\/font><\/p>\n

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\nThe Infinite Adventure<\/font><\/b> <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nON<\/b> the waters of a nameless Infinite <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      My skiff is launched; I have left the human shore. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nAll fades behind me and I see before
\n     
\nThe unknown abyss and one pale pointing light.
\nAn unseen Hand controls my rudder. Night <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     Walls up the sea in a black corridor,\u2014 <\/font><\/p>\n

\nAn inconscient Hunger’s lion plaint and roar
\n     Or the ocean sleep of a dead Eremite. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nI feel the greatness of the Power I seek <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Surround me; below me are its1<\/sup> giant deeps. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n              Beyond, the invisible height no soul has trod.
\nI shall be merged in, the Lonely and Unique
\n      
\nAnd wake into a sudden blaze of God, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n              The marvel and rapture of the Apocalypse. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n11.9.1939 <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nThe Greater Plan<\/a><\/b><\/i><\/font><\/p>\n

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\nThe Greater Plan<\/font><\/b> <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n I <\/b>AM held no more by life’s alluring cry,
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n       Her joy and grief, her charm, her laughter’s lute. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       Hushed are the magic moments of the flute,
\nAnd form and colour and brief ecstasy.
\nI would hear, in my spirit’s wideness solitary <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       The Voice that speaks when mortal lips <\/b>are
\nmute;<\/font><\/p>\n

\n        I seek the wonder of things absolute
\nBorn from the silence of Eternity. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nThere is a need within the soul of man <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       The splendours of the surface never sate; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n                  For life and mind and their glory and debate
\nAre the slow prelude of a vaster theme,
\n      
\nA sketch confused of a supernal plan, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n                 A preface to the epic of the Supreme. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n12.9.1939 <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage -13 <\/font>
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\n The Universal Incarnation<\/i><\/a><\/b><\/font><\/p>\n

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\n  <\/font> The Universal Incarnation<\/font><\/b><\/font><\/p>\n

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\n‘T<\/b>‘HERE is a wisdom like a brooding Sun, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      A Bliss in the heart’s crypt grown fiery white,
\nThe heart of a world in which all hearts are one, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      A Silence on the mountains of delight, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nA Calm that cradles Fate upon its knees; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      A wide Compassion leans to embrace earth’s <\/b>
\npain; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nA Witness dwells within our secrecies, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      The incarnate Godhead in the body of man. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nOur mind is a glimmering curtain of that <\/b> Ray, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Our strength a parody of the Immortal’s power,
\nOur joy a dreamer on the Eternal’s way
\n      Hunting the fugitive1<\/sup> beauty of an hour. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nOnly on the heart’s veiled door the word of flame
\nIs written, the secret and tremendous Name. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n12.9.1939 <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nThe Godhead<\/a><\/i> <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nThe Godhead <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nI<\/b> SAT behind the dance of Danger’s hooves <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       In the shouting street that seemed a futurist’s whim,
\nAnd suddenly felt, exceeding Nature’s grooves, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      In me, enveloping me the body of Him. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nAbove my head a mighty head was seen,
\n     
\nA face with the calm of immortality
\nAnd an omnipotent gaze that held the scene <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      In the vast circle of its sovereignty.  <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nHis hair was mingled with the sun and breeze; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      The world was in His heart and He was I: <\/font><\/p>\n

\nI housed in me the Everlasting’s peace, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      The strength of One whose substance cannot die. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nThe moment passed and all was as <\/b> before; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nOnly that1<\/sup> deathless memory I bore. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n13.9.1939 <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n1 <\/sup>its   <\/font>\n\t\t<\/td>\n

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\n‘<\/i>The Stone Goddess<\/font><\/b> <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nI<\/b>N a town of gods, housed in a little shrine,     <\/b> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      From sculptured limbs the Godhead looked at me,-
\nA living Presence deathless and divine,
\n    
\nA Form that harboured all infinity. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nThe great World-Mother and her mighty will <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     Inhabited the earth’s abysmal sleep,
\nVoiceless, omnipotent, inscrutable, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     Mute in the desert and the sky and deep. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nNow veiled with mind she dwells and speaks no word, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     Voiceless, inscrutable, omniscient,
\nHiding until our soul has seen, has heard <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     The secret of her strange embodiment, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nOne in the worshipper and the immobile shape,
\nA beauty and mystery flesh or stone can drape. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n13.9.1939 <\/font>\n\t\t<\/td>\n

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\nKrishna<\/a><\/i><\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

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

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\nA<\/b>T last I find a meaning of soul’s birth <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Into this universe terrible and sweet,
\nI who have felt the hungry heart of earth <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     Aspiring beyond heaven to Krishna’s <\/b> feet. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nI have seen the beauty of immortal eyes, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      And heard the passion of the Lover’s flute,
\nAnd known a deathless ecstasy’s surprise
\n     
\nAnd sorrow in my heart for ever mute.<\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nNearer and nearer now the music draws, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Life shudders with a strange felicity; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nAll Nature is a wide enamoured pause <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Hoping her lord to touch, to clasp, to be. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nFor this one moment lived the ages past; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe world now throbs fulfilled in me at last. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n15.9.1939 <\/font><\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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\nShiva<\/a><\/font><\/b><\/i><\/p>\n

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\nShiva
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nO<\/b>N the white summit of eternity <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       A single Soul of bare infinities, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Guarded he keeps by a fire-screen of peace
\nHis mystic loneliness of nude ecstasy.
\nBut, touched by an immense delight to be, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       He looks across unending depths <\/b> and sees <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       Musing amid the inconscient silences
\nThe Mighty Mother’s dumb felicity. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nHalf now awake she rises to his glance; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n        Then, moved to circling by her heart-beats’ will, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n                The rhythmic worlds describe that passion-dance.
\nLife springs in her and Mind is born; her face
\n       
\nShe lifts to Him who is Herself, until <\/font><\/p>\n

\n                 The Spirit leaps into the Spirit’s embrace. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n16.9.1939 <\/font><\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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\nPage -18 <\/font>
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\nThe Word of the Silence<\/a><\/i><\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

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\nThe Word of the Silence <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nA<\/b> BARE impersonal hush is now my mind, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      A world of sight clear and inimitable,
\nA volume of silence by a Godhead signed, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      A greatness pure of thought, virgin of will. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nOnce on its pages Ignorance could write <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      In a scribble of intellect the blind guess <\/b> of Time
\n<\/b> And cast gleam-messages of ephemeral light, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      A food for souls that wander on Nature’s rim. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nBut now I listen to a greater Word <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Born from the mute unseen omniscient Ray: <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe Voice that only Silence’ ear has heard <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Leaps missioned from an eternal glory of Day. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nAll turns from a wideness and unbroken peace
\nTo a tumult of joy in a sea of wide release. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n18-19.9.1939 <\/font><\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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\nPage – 19<\/p>\n

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\nThe Self’s Infinity<\/a><\/i><\/b><\/font><\/p>\n

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\nThe Self’s Infinity<\/font><\/b> <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n I<\/b> HAVE become what before Time I was.
\n      
\nA secret touch has quieted thought and sense: <\/font><\/p>\n

\nAll things by the agent Mind created pass
\n      
\nInto a void and mute magnificence. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMy life is a silence grasped by timeless hands; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       The world is drowned in an immortal gaze.
\nNaked my spirit from its vestures stands; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       I am alone with my own self for space. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMy heart is a centre of infinity, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      My body a dot in the soul’s vast expanse.
\nAll being’s huge abyss wakes under me, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     Once screened in a gigantic Ignorance. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nA momentless immensity pure and bare,
\nI stretch to an eternal everywhere. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n18-19.9.1939 <\/font><\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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\nThe Dual Being<\/a><\/i><\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

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\nThe Dual Being<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nT<\/b>HERE are two beings in my single self. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       A Godhead watches Nature from behind
\nAt play in front with a brilliant surface elf, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       A time-born creature with a human mind. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nTranquil and boundless like a sea or sky, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       The Godhead knows himself Eternity’s son.
\nRadiant his mind and vast, his heart as free; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       His will is a sceptre of dominion. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nThe smaller self by Nature’s passions driven, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       Thoughtful and erring learns his human task; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nAll must be known and to that Greatness given <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       This mind and life, the mirror and the mask. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nAs with the figure of a symbol dance
\nThe screened Omniscient plays at Ignorance. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n19.9.1939  <\/font> <\/td>\n

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\nPage-21<\/font><\/p>\n

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\n
\n
\n
\n Lila<\/a><\/font><\/b><\/i><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

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\n Lila<\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

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\nI<\/b>N us is the thousandfold Spirit who is one, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       An eternal thinker calm and great <\/b> and wise,
\n<\/b> A seer whose eye is an all-regarding sun,
\n      
\nA poet of the cosmic mysteries. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nA critic Witness pieces everything a<\/font><\/p>\n

\n      And binds the fragments in his brilliant sheaf; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nA World-adventurer borne on Destiny’s wing <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     Gambles with death and triumph, joy and grief. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nA king of greatness and a slave of love, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Host of the stars and guest in Nature’s inn,
\nA high spectator Spirit throned above, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      A pawn of passion in the game divine, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nOne who has made in sport the suns and seas
\nMirrors in our being his immense caprice. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n20.9.1939   <\/font> <\/td>\n

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\nSurrender<\/a><\/b><\/i><\/p>\n

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

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\nO<\/b> THOU of whom I am the instrument,
\n     
\n0 secret Spirit and Nature housed in me,
\nLet all my mortal being now be blent
\n     
\nIn Thy still glory of divinity. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nI have given my mind to be dug Thy channel mind, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      I have offered up my will to be Thy will: <\/font><\/p>\n

\nLet nothing of myself be left behind <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      In our union mystic and unutterable. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMy heart shall throb with the world-beats of Thy love; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      My body become Thy engine for earth-use; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nIn my nerves and veins Thy rapture’s streams shall move; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      My thoughts shall be hounds of Light for Thy power to loose. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nKeep1<\/sup> only my soul to adore eternally
\nAnd meet Thee in each form and soul of Thee. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n20.9.1939 <\/font><\/p>\n

\n1<\/sup> Leave   <\/font>\n\t\t<\/td>\n

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\nThe  Divine Worker<\/a><\/i><\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

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\nThe  Divine Worker<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nI<\/b> FACE earth’s happenings with an equal soul; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       In all are heard Thy steps: Thy unseen feet
\nTread Destiny’s pathways in my front. Life’s whole
\n     
\nTremendous theorem is Thou complete. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nNo danger can perturb my spirit’s calm: <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      My acts are Thine; I do Thy works and pass; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nFailure is cradled on Thy deathless arm, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Victory is Thy passage mirrored in Fortune’s glass. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nIn this rude combat with the fate of man <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Thy smile within my heart makes all my strength; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThy Force in me labours at its grandiose plan, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       Indifferent to the Time-snake’s crawling length. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nNo power can slay my soul; it lives in Thee.
\nThy presence is my immortality. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nThe Guest<\/a><\/font><\/b><\/i><\/p>\n

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\n The Guest<\/font><\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

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\nI<\/b> HAVE discovered my deep deathless being: <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       Masked by my front of mind, immense, serene
\n<\/b>It meets the world with an Immortal’s seeing, <\/font><\/p>\n

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

\n <\/p>\n

\nNo pain and sorrow of the heart and flesh <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Can tread that pure and voiceless sanctuary.
\nDanger and fear, Fate’s hounds, slipping their leash <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Rend body and nerve,\u2014the timeless Spirit is free. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nAwake, God’s ray and witness in my breast, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      In the undying substance of my soul
\nFlamelike, inscrutable the almighty Guest. <\/font><\/p>\n

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

\n <\/p>\n

\nHe hears the blows that shatter Nature’s house: <\/font><\/p>\n

\nCalm sits he, formidable, luminous. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n21.9.1939 <\/font><\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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\nThe Inner Sovereing <\/a><\/b><\/font><\/i><\/p>\n

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\nThe Inner Sovereing <\/b><\/font><\/p>\n

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\nNOW more and more the Epiphany within
\n     
\nAffirms on Nature’s soil His sovereign rights.
\nMy mind has left its prison-camp of brain;<\/font><\/p>\n

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

\n <\/p>\n

\nA tranquil splendour, waits my Force of Life <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Couched in my heart, to do what He shall bid,
\nPoising wide wings like a great hippogriff <\/font><\/p>\n

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

\n <\/p>\n

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

\n      An ecstasy thrills through touch and sound and sight
\nFlooding the blind material sheath’s dull ease: <\/font><\/p>\n

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

\n <\/p>\n

\nNature in me one day like Him shall sit
\nVictorious, calm, immortal, infinite. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n22.9.1939 <\/font><\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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\nA Dream of
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\n <\/i>A Dream of Surreal Science<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nONE<\/b> dreamed and saw a gland write Hamlet, drink <\/font><\/p>\n

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

\nA committee of hormones on the Aegean’s brink
\n      
\nComposed the Iliad and the Odyssey. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

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

\n       Under the Bo-tree, saw the eternal Light
\nAnd, rising from its mighty solitude, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Spoke of the Wheel and eightfold Path all right. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nA brain by a disordered stomach driven <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Thundered through Europe, conquered, ruled and fell.
\nFrom St. Helena went, perhaps, to Heaven. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Thus wagged on the surreal world, until <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nA scientist played with atoms and blew out
\nThe universe before God had time to shout. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n25.9.1939  <\/font> <\/td>\n

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\nBliss of Identity<\/a><\/i><\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

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\nBliss of Identity<\/font><\/b>
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\nA<\/b> LL Nature is taught in radiant ways to move, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      All beings are in myself embraced.
\n0 fiery boundless Heart of joy and love, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      How art thou beating in a mortal’s breast! <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nIt is Thy rapture flaming through my nerves <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      And all my cells and atoms thrill with Thee;<\/b> <\/font><\/p>\n

\nMy body thy vessel is and only serves <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     As a living wine-cup of Thy ecstasy. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nI am a centre of Thy golden light <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     And I its vast and vague circumference,
\nThou art my soul great, luminous and white <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     And Thine my mind and will and glowing sense. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nThy spirit’s infinite breath I feel in me;.
\nMy life is a throb of Thy eternity. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n25.9.19381
\n21.3.1944 <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

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\nThe  Miracle of Birth<\/a><\/i><\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

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\nThe  Miracle of Birth<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nI <\/b>SAW my soul a traveller through Time; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      From life to life the cosmic ways it trod,
\nObscure in the depths and on the heights sublime, <\/font><\/p>\n

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

\n <\/p>\n

\nA spark of the eternal Fire, <\/b> it <\/b>came <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      To build a house in Matter for the Unborn.
\nThe inconscient sunless Night received the flame, <\/font><\/p>\n

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

\n <\/p>\n

\nLife stirred and Thought outlined a gleaming shape <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     Till on the stark inanimate earth could move,
\nBorn  to    somnambulist Nature in her sleep, <\/font><\/p>\n

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

\n <\/p>\n

\nStill by slow steps the miracle goes on,
\nThe Immortal’s gradual birth mid mire and stone. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

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\n‘T<\/b>HIS body which was once my universe, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Is now a pittance carried by the soul,\u2014
\nIts Titan’s motion bears this scanty purse, <\/font><\/p>\n

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

\n <\/p>\n

\nToo small was it to meet the giant need <\/font><\/p>\n

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

\nHe keeps it still, for-in the folds is hid <\/font><\/p>\n

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

\n <\/p>\n

\nIn his front an endless Time and Space deploy <\/font><\/p>\n

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

\nHis heart is filled with sweet and violent joy, <\/font><\/p>\n

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

\n <\/p>\n

\nHow grown with all the world conterminous
\nIs the little dweller in this narrow house! <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

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\nLiberation<\/b><\/i><\/p>\n

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

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\nM<\/b>y mind, my soul grow larger than all Space; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       Time founders in that vastness glad and nude: <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe body fades, an outline, a dim trace, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       A memory in the spirit’s solitude. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nThis universe is a vanishing circumstance <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       In the glory of a white infinity,
\nBeautiful and bare for the Immortal’s dance, <\/font><\/p>\n

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

\n <\/p>\n

\nIn the thrilled happy giant void within <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Thought lost in light and passion drowned in bliss,
\nChanging into a stillness hyaline, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Obey the edict of the Eternal’s peace. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nLife’s now the Ineffable’s dominion; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nNature is ended and the spirit alone. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n2-3.10.1939 <\/font><\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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\nLight<\/a><\/b><\/i><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n<\/p>\n

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

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\nL<\/b>IGHT, endless Light? darkness has room no more.
\n     
\nLife’s ignorant gulfs give up their secrecy: <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe huge inconscient depths unplumbed <\/b> before
\n     
\n<\/b> Lie glimmering in vast expectancy. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nLight,<\/b> timeless Light immutable and apart! <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      The holy sealed mysterious doors unclose.
\nLight, burning Light from the Infinite’s diamond heart <\/font><\/p>\n

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

\n <\/p>\n

\nLight in its rapture leaping through the nerves! . <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Light, brooding Light! each smitten passionate
\n<\/b>cell
\n<\/b>In a mute blaze of ecstasy preserves <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       A living sense of the Imperishable. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nI move in an ocean of stupendous Light
\nJoining my depths to His eternal height. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n3-4.<\/i>10.1939 <\/font><\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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\nPage  -32 <\/font> <\/p>\n

\n

\nThe Island Sun<\/a><\/i><\/b><\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n<\/p>\n

\nPage – 33<\/p>\n

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\nThe Island Sun<\/font><\/b> <\/font><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n\n\n
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\nI<\/b> HAVE sailed the golden ocean <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      And crossed the silver bar; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nI have reached the Sun of knowledge <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      The earth-self’s midnight star. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nIts fields of flaming vision, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Its mountains of bare might,
\nIts peaks of fiery rapture, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Its air of absolute light, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nIts seas of self-oblivion, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Its vales of Titan rest,
\nBecame my soul’s dominion, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     Its Island of the Blest. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nAlone with God and silence, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Timeless it lived in Time; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nLife was His fugue of music, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Thought was Truth’s ardent rhyme. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nThe Light was still around me <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      When I came back to earth
\nBringing the Immortal’s knowledge <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Into man’s cave of birth. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n3.10.19391 <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n  1<\/sup>13.10-. 1939 (?) <\/font> <\/td>\n

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\nPage – 33<\/p>\n

\n

\n
\n
\n
\nSelf<\/a><\/font><\/b><\/i><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n<\/p>\n

\nPage – 34<\/p>\n

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\n
\n
\nSelf<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

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

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\nHE<\/b> said, "I am egoless, spiritual, free," <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       Then swore because his dinner was not ready.
\nI asked him why. He said, "It is not me, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       But the belly’s hungry god who gets unsteady." <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nI asked him why. He said, "It is his play. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       I am unmoved within, desireless, pure.
\nI care not what may happen day by day." <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       I questioned him, "Are you so very sure?" <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nHe answered, "I can understand your doubt. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      But to be free is all. It does not matter
\nHow you may kick and howl and rage and shout, <\/font><\/p>\n

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

\n <\/p>\n

\nTo be aware of self is liberty,
\nSelf I have got and, having self, am free." <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n15.10.1939 <\/font><\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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\nPage – 34<\/font> <\/p>\n

\n

\n
\n
\nOmnipresence<\/a><\/font><\/b><\/i><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n<\/p>\n

\nPage – 35<\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n\n\n
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\nH<\/b>E  is in me, round me, facing everywhere.      <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     Self-walled in ego to exclude His right,
\nI stand upon its boundaries and stare
\n    
\nInto the frontiers of the Infinite. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nEach finite thing I see is a facade; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      From its windows looks at me the Illimitable.
\nIn vain was my prison of separate body made; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      His occult presence burns in every cell. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nHe has become my substance and my breath; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      He is my anguish and my ecstasy.
\nMy birth is <\/b> His eternity’s sign, my death <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     A passage of His immortality. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMy dumb abysses are His screened abode; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nIn my heart’s chamber lives the unworshipped God <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n17.10.1939 <\/font><\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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\n

\n
\n
\nAdwaita<\/a><\/i>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

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

\n <\/p>\n

\n<\/p>\n

\nPage – 36<\/p>\n

\n

\n
\n
\nAdwaita<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n\n\n
 <\/td>\n\n

\nI<\/b> WALKED on the high-wayed Seat of Solomon <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       Where Shankaracharya’s tiny temple stands
\nFacing Infinity from Time’s edge, alone <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       On the bare ridge ending earth’s vain romance. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nAround me was a formless solitude: <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       All had become one strange Unnamable,
\nAn unborn sole Reality world-nude, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Topless and fathomless, for ever still. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nA Silence that was Being’s only word, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      The unknown beginning and the voiceless end
\nAbolishing all things moment-seen or heard, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      On an incommunicable summit reigned, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nA lonely Calm and void unchanging Peace
\nOn the dumb crest of Nature’s mysteries. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n19.10.1939 <\/font><\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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\nPage – 36<\/font> <\/p>\n

\n

\n
\nThe Hill-top Temple<\/a><\/i><\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n<\/p>\n

\nPage – 37<\/p>\n

\n

\n
\nThe Hill-top Temple<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n\n\n
 <\/td>\n\n

\nA<\/b> FTER unnumbered steps of a hill-stair
\n      
\nI saw upon earth’s head brilliant with sun
\n      
\nThe immobile Goddess in her house of stone <\/font><\/p>\n

\nIn a loneliness of meditating air. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nWise were the human hands that set her there
\n      
\nAbove the world and Time’s dominion; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       The Soul of all that lives, calm, pure, alone, <\/font><\/p>\n

\nRevealed its boundless self mystic and bare. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nOur body is an epitome of some Vast <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       That masks its presence by our humanness.
\n         
\nIn us the secret Spirit can indite
\n         
\nA page and summary of the Infinite,
\n      
\nA nodus of Eternity expressed
\nLive in an image and a sculptured face. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n21.10.1939 <\/font><\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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\nPage – 37 <\/font>
\n <\/p>\n

\n

\n
\nThou<\/a><\/font><\/i><\/b><\/p>\n

\n<\/p>\n

\nPage – 38<\/p>\n

\n

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 <\/td>\n\n

\nB<\/b>ECAUSE Thou art All-beauty and All-bliss, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       My soul blind and enamoured yearns for Thee; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nIt bears Thy mystic touch in all that is <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      And thrills with the burden of that ecstasy. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nBehind all eyes I meet Thy secret gaze <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      And in each voice I hear Thy magic tune: <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThy sweetness haunts my heart through Nature’s ways; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Nowhere it beats now from Thy snare immune. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nIt loves Thy body in all living things; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Thy joy is there in every leaf and stone: <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe moments bring Thee on their fiery wings; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Sight’s endless artistry is Thou alone. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nTime voyages with Thee upon its prow
\nAnd all the future’s passionate hope is Thou. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n25.10.1939 <\/font><\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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\nPage – 38 <\/p>\n

\n

\n
\n
\nDivine Sight<\/a><\/i>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

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

\n <\/p>\n

\n<\/p>\n

\nPage – 39<\/p>\n

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\n
\n
\nDivine Sight<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n\n\n
 <\/td>\n\n

\nE <\/b>ACH sight is now immortal with Thy bliss: <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       My soul through the rapt eyes has come to see; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nA veil is rent and they no more can miss
\n     
\nThe miracle of Thy world-epiphany. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nInto an ecstasy of vision caught <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Each natural object is of Thee a part,
\nA rapture-symbol  from Thy substance wrought, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     A poem shaped in Beauty’s living heart. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nA master-work of colour and design, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n     A mighty sweetness borne on grandeur’s wings; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nA burdened wonder of significant line <\/font><\/p>\n

\n    Reveals itself in even commonest things. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nAll forms are Thy dream-dialect of delight,
\n0 Absolute, 0 vivid Infinite. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n26.10.1939 <\/font><\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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\nPage – 39<\/p>\n

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\n
\nThe Unseen Infinite<\/a><\/i><\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n<\/p>\n

\nPage – 40<\/p>\n

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\nThe Unseen Infinite <\/font><\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n\n\n
 <\/td>\n\n

\nA RISEN to voiceless unattainable peaks <\/font><\/p>\n

\n        I meet no end, for all is boundless He,
\nAn absolute joy the wide-winged spirit seeks
\n       
\nA Might, a Presence, an Eternity. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nIn the inconscient dreadful dumb Abyss <\/font><\/p>\n

\n        Are heard the heart-beats of the Infinite.
\nThe insensible midnight veils His trance of bliss, <\/font><\/p>\n

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

\n <\/p>\n

\nIn His ray that dazzles our vision everywhere, <\/font><\/p>\n

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

\nOnly the eyes of Immortality dare <\/font><\/p>\n

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

\n <\/p>\n

\nYet are our souls the Immortal’s selves within,
\nComrades and powers and children of the Unseen. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nOctober 1939<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/td>\n

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\nPage –  40<\/p>\n

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\nDespair on the Staircase<\/a><\/i><\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n<\/p>\n

\nPage –  41<\/p>\n

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\n
\nDespair on the Staircase <\/font><\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n\n\n
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\nM<\/b>UTE stands she, lonely on the topmost stair,
\nAn image of magnificent despair; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe grandeur of a sorrowful surmise
\nWakes in the largeness of her glorious eyes.
\nIn her beauty’s dumb significant pose I find
\nThe tragedy of her mysterious mind.
\nYet is she stately, grandiose, full of grace.
\nA musing mask is her immobile face.
\nHer tail is up like an unconquered flag; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nIts dignity knows not the right to wag.
\nAn animal creature wonderfully human,
\nA charm and miracle of fur-footed Brahman,
\nWhether she is spirit, woman or a cat,
\nIs now the problem I am wondering at. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nOctober 1939 <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/td>\n

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\n
\n Page – 41<\/font> <\/p>\n

\n

\n
\nDivine Sense<\/a><\/i><\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n<\/p>\n

\nPage – 42<\/p>\n

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\n
\nDivine Sense <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nSURELY I<\/b> take no more an earthly food  <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       But eat the fruits and plants of Paradise!
\nFor Thou hast changed my sense’s habitude
\n     
\nFrom mortal pleasure to divine surprise. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nHearing and sight are now <\/b> an ecstasy, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      And all the fragrances of earth disclose
\nA sweetness matching in intensity <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Odour of the crimson marvel of the rose. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nIn <\/b> every contact’s deep invading thrill, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      That lasts as if its source were infinite,
\nI feel Thy touch; Thy bliss imperishable <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      Is crowded into that moment of delight. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nThe body burns with Thy rapture’s sacred fire,
\nPure, passionate, holy, virgin of desire. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n1.11.1939 <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/td>\n

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\n

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\nMan ,The Despot of Contraries<\/a><\/i><\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n<\/p>\n

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\nMan ,The Despot of Contraries<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

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

 <\/p>\n\n\n
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\nI <\/b>AM greater than the greatness of the seas <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       A swift tornado of God-energy: <\/font><\/p>\n

\nA helpless flower that quivers in the breeze <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       I am weaker than the reed one breaks with ease. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nI harbour all the wisdom of the wise <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       In my nature of stupendous Ignorance; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nOn a flame of righteousness I fix my eyes <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      While I wallow in sweet sin and join hell’s dance. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMy mind is brilliant like a full-orbed moon, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       Its darkness is the caverned troglodyte’s.
\nI gather long Time’s wealth and squander soon; <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       I am an epitome of opposites. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nI with repeated life death’s sleep surprise; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nI am a transience of the eternities. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n29.7.1940 <\/font> <\/td>\n

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\nThe Children of Wotan<\/i><\/b> (1940)<\/i><\/a><\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n<\/p>\n

\nPage – 44<\/p>\n

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\nThe Children of Wotan<\/font><\/b> (1940)<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n\n\n
 <\/td>\n\n

\nW<\/b>HERE is the end <\/b> of your armoured march, <\/b> 0 children of Wotan? <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nEarth shudders with fear at your tread, the death-flame laughs in your
\neyes."
\n"We have seen the sign of Thor and the hammer of new creation,
\nA seed of blood on the soil, a flower of blood in the skies.
\nWe march to make of earth a hell and call it heaven.
\nThe heart of mankind we have smitten with the whip of the sorrows seven;
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe Mother of God lies bleeding in our black and gold sunrise." <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n"I hear the cry of a broken world, 0 children of Wotan."
\n"Question the volcano when it burns, chide the fire and bitumen!
\nSuffering is the food of our strength and torture the bliss of our entrails.
\nWe are pitiless, mighty and glad, the gods fear our laughter inhuman.
\nOur hearts are heroic and hard; we wear the belt of Orion: <\/font><\/p>\n

\nOur will has the edge of the thunderbolt, our acts
\nthe claws of the lion.
\nWe rejoice in the pain we create as a man in the kiss of a woman." <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n"Have you seen your fate in the scales of God, 0 children of Wotan, <\/font><\/p>\n

\nAnd the tail of the Dragon lashing the foam in far-off seas? " <\/font><\/p>\n

\n"We mock at God, we have silenced the mutter of priests at his altar. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nOur leader is master of Fate, medium of her mysteries. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nWe have made the mind a cypher, we have strangled Thought with a <\/b> cord; <\/font><\/p>\n

\nDead now are pity and honour, strength only is Nature’s lord.
\nWe build a new world-order; our bombs shout Wotan’s peace. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nWe are the javelins of Destiny, we are the children of Wotan,
\nWe are the human Titans, the supermen dreamed by the sage.
\nA cross of the beast and demoniac with the godhead of power and will,
\n"We are born in humanity’s sunset, to the Night is our pilgrimage.
\nOn the bodies of perishing nations, mid the cry of the cataclysm coming
\n0 a presto of bomb and shell and the aeroplanes’ fatal humming,
\n"We march, lit by Truth’s death-pyre, to the world’s satanic age." <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n     1940   August <\/font><\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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\nPage – 44 <\/p>\n

\n

\nThe Silver Call<\/i><\/a><\/b><\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n<\/p>\n

\nPage – 45<\/p>\n

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\nThe Silver Call<\/font><\/b> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n\n\n
 <\/td>\n\n

\nT<\/b>HERE is a godhead of unrealised things
\n      
\nTo which Time’s splendid gains are hoarded dross;  <\/font><\/p>\n

\nA cry seems near, a rustle of silver wings <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       Calling to heavenly joy by earthly loss.<\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nAll eye has seen and all the ear has heard <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       Is a pale illusion by some greater voice
\nAnd mightier vision; no sweet sound or word, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       No passion of hues that make the heart rejoice <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nCan equal these diviner ecstasies. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       A Mind beyond our mind has sole the ken
\nOf those yet unimagined harmonies, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       The fate and privilege of unborn men. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nAs rain-thrashed mire the marvel of the rose,
\nEarth waits that distant marvel to disclose. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n23.3.44 <\/font><\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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\nPage – 45 <\/font>
\n <\/p>\n

\n

\n
\n
\nContrasts<\/a><\/b><\/font><\/i><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n<\/p>\n

\nPage – 46<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

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

 <\/p>\n\n\n
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\nW<\/b>HAT opposites are here! A trivial life <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       Specks the huge dream of Death called Matter; intense
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\nIn its struggle of weakness towards omnipotence, <\/font><\/p>\n

\nA thinking mind starts from the unthinking strife <\/font><\/p>\n

\nIn the order of the electric elements. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       Immortal life breathed in that monstrous death,
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\n<\/b>A mystery of Knowledge wore as sheath <\/font><\/p>\n

\nMatter’s mute nescience. Its enveloped sense <\/font><\/p>\n

\nOr dumb somnambulist will obscurely reigns
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\nDriving the atoms in their cosmic course
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\nWhose huge unhearing movement serves perforce <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe works of a strange blind omniscience. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe world’s deep contrasts are but figures spun <\/font><\/p>\n

\nDraping the unanimity of the One. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nMan the Thinking Animal<\/a><\/b><\/i> <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

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\nMan the Thinking Animal<\/font><\/b> <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nA TRIFLING unit in a boundless plan
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\nAmidst the enormous insignificance
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\nOf the unpeopled cosmos’ fire-whirl dance,
\nEarth, as by accident engendered man. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nA creature of his own grey ignorance, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n       A mind half-shadow and half-gleam, a breath
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\n<\/i>That wrestles, captive in a world of death, <\/font><\/p>\n

\nTo live some lame brief years. Yet his advancer      <\/font><\/p>\n

\n            <\/font><\/p>\n

\nAttempt of a divinity within, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      A consciousness in the inconscient Night, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      To realise its own supernal Light
\nConfronts the ruthless forces of the Unseen. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nAspiring to godhead from insensible clay
\nHe travels slow-footed towards the eternal day. <\/font><\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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\nEvolution<\/a><\/font><\/b><\/i><\/p>\n

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

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\nI<\/b> PASSED into a lucent still abode
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\nAnd saw as in a mirror crystalline
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\nAn ancient Force ascending serpentine
\n0f the ascending1<\/sup> spirals of the aeonic road.
\nEarth was a cradle for the arriving God <\/font><\/p>\n

\n      And man but a half-dark half-luminous sign
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\nOf the transition of the veiled Divine
\nFrom Matter’s sleep and the tormented load
\nOf ignorant life and death to the Spirit’s light.
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\nMind liberated swam Light’s ocean-vast, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n           And life escaped from its grey tortured
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\n<\/b>I saw Matter illumining its parent Night.
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\nThe soul could feel into infinity cast, <\/font><\/p>\n

\n             Timeless God-bliss <\/b>the heart incarnadine. <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n22.3.1944 <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n1<\/sup> unhasting <\/font><\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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