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Canto Three<\/i><\/p>\n

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\nThe Yoga of the King:<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe Yoga of the Soul’s Release<\/font><\/span> <\/font><\/p>\n

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A world’s desire compelled her mortal birth.<\/p>\n

One in the front of the immemorial quest,<\/p>\n

Protagonist of the mysterious play<\/p>\n

In which the Unknown pursues himself through forms<\/p>\n

And limits his eternity by the hours<\/p>\n

And the blind Void struggles to live and see,<\/p>\n

A thinker and toiler in the ideal’s air,<\/p>\n

Brought down to earth’s dumb need her radiant power.<\/p>\n

His was a spirit that stooped from larger spheres<\/p>\n

Into our province of ephemeral sight,<\/p>\n

A colonist from immortality.<\/p>\n

A pointing beam on earth’s uncertain roads,<\/p>\n

His birth held up a symbol and a sign;<\/p>\n

His human self like a translucent cloak<\/p>\n

Covered the All-Wise who leads the unseeing world.<\/p>\n

Affiliated to cosmic Space and Time<\/p>\n

And paying here God’s debt to earth and man<\/p>\n

A greater sonship was his divine right.<\/p>\n

Although consenting to mortal ignorance,<\/p>\n

His knowledge shared the Light ineffable.<\/p>\n

A strength of the original Permanence<\/p>\n

Entangled in the moment and its flow,<\/p>\n

He kept the vision of the Vasts behind:<\/p>\n

A power was in him from the Unknowable.<\/p>\n

An archivist of the symbols of the Beyond,<\/p>\n

A treasurer of superhuman dreams,<\/p>\n

He bore the stamp of mighty memories<\/p>\n

And shed their grandiose ray on human life.<\/p>\n

His days were a long growth to the Supreme.<\/p>\n

A skyward being nourishing its roots <\/p>\n

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On sustenance from occult spiritual founts<\/p>\n

Climbed through white rays to meet an unseen Sun.<\/p>\n

His soul lived as eternity’s delegate,<\/p>\n

His mind was like a fire assailing heaven,<\/p>\n

His will a hunter in the trails of light.<\/p>\n

An ocean impulse lifted every breath;<\/p>\n

Each action left the footprints of a god,<\/p>\n

Each moment was a beat of puissant wings.<\/p>\n

The little plot of our mortality<\/p>\n

Touched by this tenant from the heights became<\/p>\n

A playground of the living Infinite.<\/p>\n

This bodily appearance is not all;<\/p>\n

The form deceives, the person is a mask;<\/p>\n

Hid deep in man celestial powers can dwell.<\/p>\n

His fragile ship conveys through the sea of years<\/p>\n

An incognito of the Imperishable.<\/p>\n

A spirit that is a flame of God abides,<\/p>\n

A fiery portion of the Wonderful,<\/p>\n

Artist of his own beauty and delight,<\/p>\n

Immortal in our mortal poverty.<\/p>\n

This sculptor of the forms of the Infinite,<\/p>\n

This screened unrecognised Inhabitant,<\/p>\n

Initiate of his own veiled mysteries,<\/p>\n

Hides in a small dumb seed his cosmic thought.<\/p>\n

In the mute strength of the occult Idea<\/p>\n

Determining predestined shape and act,<\/p>\n

Passenger from life to life, from scale to scale,<\/p>\n

Changing his imaged self from form to form,<\/p>\n

He regards the icon growing by his gaze<\/p>\n

And in the worm foresees the coming god.<\/p>\n

At last the traveller in the paths of Time<\/p>\n

Arrives on the frontiers of eternity.<\/p>\n

In the transient symbol of humanity draped,<\/p>\n

He feels his substance of undying self<\/p>\n

And loses his kinship to mortality.<\/p>\n

A beam of the Eternal smites his heart, <\/p>\n

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His thought stretches
\ninto infinitude:<\/p>\n

All in him turns to spirit vastnesses.<\/p>\n

His soul breaks out to join the Oversoul,<\/p>\n

His life is oceaned by that superlife.<\/p>\n

He has drunk from the breasts of the Mother of the worlds;<\/p>\n

A topless supernature fills his frame:<\/p>\n

She adopts his spirit’s everlasting ground<\/p>\n

As the security of her changing world<\/p>\n

And shapes the figure of her unborn mights.<\/p>\n

Immortally she conceives herself in him,<\/p>\n

In the creature the unveiled
\ncreatrix works:<\/p>\n

Her face is seen through his face, her eyes through his eyes;<\/p>\n

Her being is his through a vast identity.<\/p>\n

Then is revealed in man the overt Divine.<\/p>\n

A static Oneness and dynamic Power<\/p>\n

Descend in him, the integral Godhead’s seals;<\/p>\n

His soul and body take that splendid stamp.<\/p>\n

A long dim preparation is man’s life,<\/p>\n

A circle of toil and hope and war and peace<\/p>\n

Tracked out by Life
\non Matter’s obscure ground.<\/p>\n

In his climb to a peak no feet have ever trod,<\/p>\n

He seeks through a penumbra shot with flame<\/p>\n

A veiled reality half-known, ever missed,<\/p>\n

A search for something or someone never found,<\/p>\n

Cult of an ideal never made real here,<\/p>\n

An endless spiral of ascent and fall<\/p>\n

Until at last is reached the giant point<\/p>\n

Through which his Glory shines for whom we were made<\/p>\n

And we break into the infinity of God.<\/p>\n

Across our nature’s border line we escape<\/p>\n

Into supernature’s arc of living light.<\/p>\n

This now was
\nwitnessed in that son of Force,<\/p>\n

In him that high transition laid its base.<\/p>\n

Original and supernal Immanence<\/p>\n

Of which all Nature’s process is the art,<\/p>\n

The cosmic Worker set his secret hand <\/p>\n

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To turn this frail mud-engine to heaven-use.<\/p>\n

A Presence wrought behind the ambiguous screen:<\/p>\n

It beat his soil to bear a Titan’s weight,<\/p>\n

Refining half-hewn blocks of natural strength<\/p>\n

It built his soul into a statued
\nGod.<\/p>\n

The Craftsman of the magic stuff of self<\/p>\n

Who labours at his high and difficult plan<\/p>\n

In the wide workshop of the wonderful world,<\/p>\n

Modelled in inward Time his rhythmic parts.<\/p>\n

Then came the abrupt transcendent miracle:<\/p>\n

The masked immaculate Grandeur could outline,<\/p>\n

At travail in the occult womb of life,<\/p>\n

His dreamed magnificence of things to be.<\/p>\n

A crown of the architecture of the worlds,<\/p>\n

A mystery of married Earth and Heaven<\/p>\n

Annexed divinity to the mortal scheme.<\/p>\n

A Seer was born, a shining Guest of Time.<\/p>\n

For him mind’s
\nlimiting firmament ceased above,<\/p>\n

In the griffin forefront of the Night and Day<\/p>\n

A gap was rent in the all-concealing vault;<\/p>\n

The conscious ends of being went rolling back:<\/p>\n

The landmarks of the little person fell,<\/p>\n

The island ego joined its continent:<\/p>\n

Overpassed was this world of rigid limiting forms:<\/p>\n

Life’s barriers opened into the Unknown.<\/p>\n

Abolished were conception’s covenants<\/p>\n

And, striking off subjection’s rigorous clause,<\/p>\n

Annulled the soul’s treaty with Nature’s nescience.<\/p>\n

All the grey inhibitions were torn off<\/p>\n

And broken the intellect’s hard and lustrous lid;<\/p>\n

Truth unpartitioned found immense sky-room;<\/p>\n

An empyrean vision saw and knew;<\/p>\n

The bounded mind became a boundless light,<\/p>\n

The finite self mated with
\nInfinity.<\/p>\n

His march now soared into an eagle’s flight.<\/p>\n

Out of apprenticeship to Ignorance <\/p>\n

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Wisdom upraised him to her master craft<\/p>\n

And made him an arch-mason of the soul,<\/p>\n

A builder of the Immortal’s secret house,<\/p>\n

An aspirant to supernal Timelessness:<\/p>\n

Freedom and empire called to him from on high;<\/p>\n

Above mind’s twilight and life’s star-led night<\/p>\n

There gleamed the dawn of a spiritual day.<\/p>\n

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As so he grew into his larger self,<\/p>\n

Humanity framed his
\nmovements less and less,<\/p>\n

A greater being saw a greater world.<\/p>\n

A fearless will for knowledge dared to erase<\/p>\n

The lines of safety reason draws that bar<\/p>\n

Mind’s soar, soul’s dive into the Infinite.<\/p>\n

Even his first steps broke our small earth-bounds<\/p>\n

And loitered in a vaster freer air.<\/p>\n

In hands sustained by a transfiguring Might<\/p>\n

He caught up lightly like a giant’s bow<\/p>\n

Left slumbering in a sealed and secret cave<\/p>\n

The powers that sleep unused in man within.<\/p>\n

He made of miracle a normal act<\/p>\n

And turned to a common part of divine works,<\/p>\n

Magnificently natural at this height,<\/p>\n

Efforts that would shatter the strength of mortal hearts,<\/p>\n

Pursued in a royalty of mighty ease<\/p>\n

Aims too sublime for Nature’s daily will:<\/p>\n

The gifts of the spirit crowding came to him;<\/p>\n

They were his life’s pattern and his privilege.<\/p>\n

A pure perception lent its lucent joy:<\/p>\n

Its intimate vision waited not to think;<\/p>\n

It enveloped all Nature in a single glance,<\/p>\n

It looked into the very self of things;<\/p>\n

Deceived no more by form he saw the soul.<\/p>\n

In beings it knew what lurked to them unknown;<\/p>\n

It seized the idea in mind, the wish in the heart;<\/p>\n

It plucked out from grey folds of secrecy <\/p>\n

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The motives which from their own sight men hide.<\/p>\n

He felt the beating life in other men<\/p>\n

Invade him with their happiness and their grief;<\/p>\n

Their love, their anger, their unspoken hopes<\/p>\n

Entered in currents or in pouring waves<\/p>\n

Into the immobile ocean of his calm.<\/p>\n

He heard the inspired sound of his own thoughts<\/p>\n

Re-echoed in the vault of other minds;<\/p>\n

The world’s thought-streams travelled into his ken;<\/p>\n

His inner self grew near to others’ selves<\/p>\n

And bore a kinship’s weight, a common tie,<\/p>\n

Yet stood untouched, king of itself, alone.<\/p>\n

A magical accord quickened and attuned<\/p>\n

To ethereal symphonies the old earthy strings;<\/p>\n

It raised the servitors of mind and life<\/p>\n

To be happy partners in the soul’s response,<\/p>\n

Tissue and nerve were turned to sensitive chords,<\/p>\n

Records of lustre and ecstasy; it made<\/p>\n

The body’s means the spirit’s acolytes.<\/p>\n

A heavenlier function with a finer mode<\/p>\n

Lit with its grace man’s outward earthliness;<\/p>\n

The soul’s experience of its deeper sheaths<\/p>\n

No more slept drugged by Matter’s dominance.<\/p>\n

In the dead wall closing us from wider self,<\/p>\n

Into a secrecy of apparent sleep,<\/p>\n

The mystic tract beyond our waking thoughts,<\/p>\n

A door parted, built in by Matter’s force,<\/p>\n

Releasing things unseized by earthly sense:<\/p>\n

A world unseen, unknown by outward mind<\/p>\n

Appeared in the silent spaces of the soul.<\/p>\n

He sat in secret chambers looking out<\/p>\n

Into the luminous countries of the unborn<\/p>\n

Where all things dreamed by the mind are seen and true<\/p>\n

And all that the life longs for is drawn close.<\/p>\n

He saw the Perfect in their starry homes<\/p>\n

Wearing the glory of
\na deathless form <\/p>\n

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Lain in the arms of the Eternal’s peace,<\/p>\n

Rapt in the heart-beats of God-ecstasy.<\/p>\n

He lived in the mystic space where thought is born<\/p>\n

And will is nursed by an ethereal Power<\/p>\n

And fed on the white milk of the Eternal’s strengths<\/p>\n

Till it grows into the likeness of a god.<\/p>\n

In the Witness’s occult rooms with mind-built walls<\/p>\n

On hidden interiors, lurking passages<\/p>\n

Opened the windows of the inner sight.<\/p>\n

He owned the house of undivided Time.<\/p>\n

Lifting the heavy curtain of the flesh<\/p>\n

He stood upon a threshold serpent-watched,<\/p>\n

And peered into gleaming endless corridors,<\/p>\n

Silent and listening in the silent heart<\/p>\n

For the coming of the new and the unknown.<\/p>\n

He gazed across the empty stillnesses<\/p>\n

And heard the footsteps of the undreamed Idea<\/p>\n

In the far avenues of the Beyond.<\/p>\n

He heard the secret Voice, the Word that knows,<\/p>\n

And saw the secret face that is our own.<\/p>\n

The inner planes uncovered their crystal doors;<\/p>\n

Strange powers and influences touched his life.<\/p>\n

A vision came of higher realms than ours,<\/p>\n

A consciousness of brighter fields and skies,<\/p>\n

Of beings less circumscribed than brief-lived men<\/p>\n

And subtler bodies than these passing frames,<\/p>\n

Objects too fine for our material grasp,<\/p>\n

Acts vibrant with a superhuman light<\/p>\n

And movements pushed by a superconscient force,<\/p>\n

And joys that never flowed through mortal limbs,<\/p>\n

And lovelier scenes than earth’s and happier lives.<\/p>\n

A consciousness of beauty and of bliss,<\/p>\n

A knowledge which became what it perceived,<\/p>\n

Replaced the separated sense and heart<\/p>\n

And drew all Nature into its embrace.<\/p>\n

The mind leaned out
\nto meet the hidden worlds. <\/p>\n

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Air glowed and teemed with marvellous shapes and hues,<\/p>\n

In the nostrils quivered celestial fragrances,<\/p>\n

On the tongue lingered the honey of paradise.<\/p>\n

A channel of universal harmony,<\/p>\n

Hearing was a stream of magic audience,<\/p>\n

A bed for occult sounds earth cannot hear.<\/p>\n

Out of a covert tract of slumber self<\/p>\n

The voice came of a truth submerged, unknown<\/p>\n

That flows beneath the cosmic surfaces,<\/p>\n

Only mid an omniscient silence heard,<\/p>\n

Held by intuitive heart and secret sense.<\/p>\n

It caught the burden of secrecies sealed and dumb,<\/p>\n

It voiced the unfulfilled demand of earth<\/p>\n

And the song of promise of unrealised heavens<\/p>\n

And all that hides in an omnipotent Sleep.<\/p>\n

In the unceasing drama carried by Time<\/p>\n

On its long listening flood that bears the world’s<\/p>\n

Insoluble doubt on a pilgrimage without goal,<\/p>\n

A laughter of sleepless pleasure foamed and spumed<\/p>\n

And murmurings of desire that cannot die:<\/p>\n

A cry came of the world’s delight to be,<\/p>\n

The grandeur and greatness of its will to live,<\/p>\n

Recall of the soul’s adventure into space,<\/p>\n

A traveller through the magic centuries<\/p>\n

And being’s labour in Matter’s universe,<\/p>\n

Its search for the mystic meaning of its birth<\/p>\n

And joy of high spiritual response,<\/p>\n

Its throb of satisfaction and content<\/p>\n

In all the sweetness of the gifts of life,<\/p>\n

Its large breath and pulse and thrill of hope and fear,<\/p>\n

Its taste of pangs and tears and ecstasy,<\/p>\n

Its rapture’s poignant beat of sudden bliss,<\/p>\n

The sob of its passion and unending pain.<\/p>\n

The murmur and whisper of the unheard sounds<\/p>\n

Which crowd around our hearts but find no window<\/p>\n

To enter, swelled into a canticle <\/p>\n

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Of all that suffers to be still unknown<\/p>\n

And all that labours vainly to be born<\/p>\n

And all the sweetness none will ever taste<\/p>\n

And all the beauty that will never be.<\/p>\n

Inaudible to our deaf mortal ears<\/p>\n

The wide world-rhythms wove their stupendous chant<\/p>\n

To which life strives to fit our rhyme-beats here,<\/p>\n

Melting our limits in the illimitable,<\/p>\n

Tuning the finite to infinity.<\/p>\n

A low muttering rose from the subconscient caves,<\/p>\n

The stammer of the primal ignorance;<\/p>\n

Answer to that inarticulate questioning,<\/p>\n

There stooped with lightning neck and thunder’s wings<\/p>\n

A radiant hymn to the Inexpressible<\/p>\n

And the anthem of the superconscient light.<\/p>\n

All was revealed there none can here express;<\/p>\n

Vision and dream were fables spoken by truth<\/p>\n

Or symbols more veridical than fact,<\/p>\n

Or were truths enforced by supernatural seals.<\/p>\n

Immortal eyes approached and looked in his,<\/p>\n

And beings of many kingdoms neared and spoke:<\/p>\n

The ever-living whom we name as dead<\/p>\n

Could leave their glory beyond death and birth<\/p>\n

To utter the wisdom which exceeds all phrase:<\/p>\n

The kings of evil and the kings of good,<\/p>\n

Appellants at the reason’s judgment seat,<\/p>\n

Proclaimed the gospel of their opposites,<\/p>\n

And all believed themselves spokesmen of God:<\/p>\n

The gods of light and titans of the dark<\/p>\n

Battled for his soul as for a costly prize.<\/p>\n

In every hour loosed from the quiver of Time<\/p>\n

There rose a song of new discovery,<\/p>\n

A bow-twang’s hum of young experiment.<\/p>\n

Each day was a spiritual romance,<\/p>\n

As if he was born into a bright new world;<\/p>\n

Adventure leaped an unexpected friend, <\/p>\n

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And danger brought a keen sweet tang of joy:<\/p>\n

Each happening was a deep experience.<\/p>\n

There were high encounters, epic colloquies,<\/p>\n

And counsels came couched in celestial speech,<\/p>\n

And honeyed pleadings breathed from occult lips<\/p>\n

To help the heart to yield to rapture’s call,<\/p>\n

And sweet temptations stole from beauty’s realms<\/p>\n

And sudden ecstasies from a world of bliss.<\/p>\n

It was a reign of wonder and delight ;<\/p>\n

All now his bright clairaudience could receive,<\/p>\n

A contact thrilled of mighty unknown things.<\/p>\n

Awakened to new unearthly closenesses,<\/p>\n

The touch replied to subtle infinities,<\/p>\n

And with a silver cry of opening gates<\/p>\n

Sight’s lightnings leaped into the invisible.<\/p>\n

Ever his consciousness and vision grew;<\/p>\n

They took an ampler sweep, a loftier flight;<\/p>\n

He passed the border marked for Matter’s rule<\/p>\n

And passed the zone where thought replaces life.<\/p>\n

Out of this world of signs suddenly he came<\/p>\n

Into a silent self where world was not<\/p>\n

And looked beyond into a nameless vast.<\/p>\n

These symbol figures lost their right to live,<\/p>\n

All tokens dropped our sense can recognise;<\/p>\n

There the heart beat no more at body’s touch,<\/p>\n

There the eyes gazed no more on beauty’s shape.<\/p>\n

In rare and lucent intervals of hush<\/p>\n

Into a signless region he could soar<\/p>\n

Packed with the deep contents of formlessness<\/p>\n

Where world was into a single being rapt<\/p>\n

And all was known by the light of identity<\/p>\n

And spirit was its own self-evidence.<\/p>\n

The Supreme’s gaze looked out through human eyes<\/p>\n

And saw all things and creatures as itself<\/p>\n

And knew all thought and word as its own voice.<\/p>\n

There unity is too close for search and clasp <\/p>\n

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And love is a yearning of the One for the One,<\/p>\n

And beauty is a sweet difference of the Same<\/p>\n

And oneness is the soul of multitude.<\/p>\n

There all the truths unite in a single
\ntruth,<\/p>\n

And all ideas rejoin Reality.<\/p>\n

There knowing herself by her own termless self,<\/p>\n

Wisdom supernal, wordless, absolute<\/p>\n

Sat uncompanioned in the eternal Calm,<\/p>\n

All-seeing, motionless, sovereign and alone.<\/p>\n

There knowledge needs not words to embody Idea;<\/p>\n

Idea, seeking a house in boundlessness,<\/p>\n

Weary of its homeless immortality,<\/p>\n

Asks not in thought’s carved brilliant cell to rest<\/p>\n

Whose single window’s clipped outlook on things<\/p>\n

Sees only a little arc of God’s vast sky.<\/p>\n

The boundless with the boundless there consorts;<\/p>\n

While there, one can be wider than the world;<\/p>\n

While there, one is one’s own infinity.<\/p>\n

His centre was no more in earthly mind,<\/p>\n

A power of seeing silence filled his limbs:<\/p>\n

Caught by a voiceless white epiphany<\/p>\n

Into a vision that surpasses forms,<\/p>\n

Into a living that surpasses life,<\/p>\n

He neared the still consciousness sustaining all.<\/p>\n

The voice that only by speech can move the mind<\/p>\n

Became a silent knowledge in the soul;<\/p>\n

The strength that only in action feels its truth<\/p>\n

Was lodged now in a mute omnipotent peace.<\/p>\n

A leisure in the labour of the worlds,<\/p>\n

A pause in the joy and anguish of the search<\/p>\n

Restored the stress of Nature to God’s calm.<\/p>\n

A vast unanimity ended life’s debate.<\/p>\n

The war of thoughts that fathers the universe,<\/p>\n

The clash of forces struggling to prevail<\/p>\n

In the tremendous shock that lights a star<\/p>\n

As in the building of a grain of dust, <\/p>\n

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The grooves that turn their dumb ellipse in space<\/p>\n

Ploughed by the seeking of the world’s desire,<\/p>\n

The long
\nregurgitations in Time’s flood,<\/p>\n

The torment edging the dire force of lust<\/p>\n

That wakes kinetic in earth’s dullard slime<\/p>\n

And carves a personality out of mud,<\/p>\n

The sorrow by which Nature’s hunger is fed,<\/p>\n

The oestrus which creates with fire of pain,<\/p>\n

The fate that punishes virtue with defeat,<\/p>\n

The tragedy that destroys long happiness,<\/p>\n

The weeping of Love, the quarrel of the Gods,<\/p>\n

Ceased in a truth which lives in its own light.<\/p>\n

His soul stood free, a witness and a king.<\/p>\n

Absorbed no more in the moment-ridden flux<\/p>\n

Where mind incessantly drifts as on a raft<\/p>\n

Hurried from phenomenon to phenomenon,<\/p>\n

He abode at rest in indivisible Time.<\/p>\n

As if a story long written but acted now,<\/p>\n

In his present he held his future and his past,<\/p>\n

Felt in the seconds the uncounted years<\/p>\n

And saw the hours like dots upon a page.<\/p>\n

An aspect of the unknown Reality<\/p>\n

Altered the meaning of the cosmic scene.<\/p>\n

This huge material universe became<\/p>\n

A small result of a stupendous force:<\/p>\n

Overtaking the moment the eternal Ray<\/p>\n

Illumined that which never yet was made.<\/p>\n

Thought lay down in a mighty voicelessness;<\/p>\n

The toiling thinker widened and grew still,<\/p>\n

Wisdom transcendent touched his quivering heart:<\/p>\n

His soul could sail beyond thought’s luminous bar;<\/p>\n

Mind screened no more the shoreless infinite.<\/p>\n

Across a void retreating sky he glimpsed<\/p>\n

Through a last glimmer and drift of vanishing stars<\/p>\n

The superconscient realms of motionless
\npeace<\/p>\n

Where judgment ceases and the word is mute <\/p>\n

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And the Unconceived lies pathless and alone.<\/p>\n

There came not form or any mounting voice;<\/p>\n

There only were Silence and the Absolute.<\/p>\n

Out of that stillness mind new-born arose<\/p>\n

And woke to truths once inexpressible,<\/p>\n

And forms appeared, dumbly significant,<\/p>\n

A seeing thought, a self-revealing voice.<\/p>\n

He knew the source from which his spirit came:<\/p>\n

Movement was married to the immobile Vast;<\/p>\n

He plunged his roots into the Infinite,<\/p>\n

He based his life upon
\nEternity.<\/p>\n

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Only a while at first these heavenlier states,<\/p>\n

These large wide-poised upliftings could endure.<\/p>\n

The high and luminous tension breaks too soon,<\/p>\n

The body’s stone stillness and the life’s hushed trance,<\/p>\n

The breathless might and calm of silent mind;<\/p>\n

Or slowly they fail as sets a golden day.<\/p>\n

The restless nether members tire of peace;<\/p>\n

A nostalgia of old little works and joys,<\/p>\n

A need to call back small familiar selves,<\/p>\n

To tread the accustomed and inferior way,<\/p>\n

The need to rest in a natural poise of fall,<\/p>\n

As a child who learns to walk can walk not long,<\/p>\n

Replace the titan will for ever to climb,<\/p>\n

On the heart’s altar dim the sacred fire.<\/p>\n

An old pull of subconscious cords renews;<\/p>\n

It draws the unwilling spirit from the heights,<\/p>\n

Or a dull gravitation drags us down<\/p>\n

To the blind driven inertia of our base.<\/p>\n

This too the supreme Diplomat can use,<\/p>\n

He makes our fall a means for greater rise.<\/p>\n

For into the ignorant nature’s gusty field,<\/p>\n

Into the half-ordered chaos of mortal life<\/p>\n

The formless Power, the Self of eternal light<\/p>\n

Follow in the shadow of the spirit’s descent; <\/p>\n

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The twin duality for ever one<\/p>\n

Chooses its home mid the tumults of the sense.<\/p>\n

He comes unseen into our darker parts<\/p>\n

And, curtained by the darkness, does his work,<\/p>\n

A subtle and all-knowing guest and guide,<\/p>\n

Till they too feel the need and will to change.<\/p>\n

All here must learn to obey a higher law,<\/p>\n

Our body’s cells must hold the Immortal’s flame.<\/p>\n

Else would the spirit reach alone its source<\/p>\n

Leaving a half-saved world to its dubious fate.<\/p>\n

Nature would ever labour unredeemed;<\/p>\n

Our earth would ever spin unhelped in
\nspace,<\/p>\n

And this immense creation’s purpose fail<\/p>\n

Till at last the frustrate universe sank undone.<\/p>\n

Even his godlike strength to rise must fall:<\/p>\n

His greater consciousness withdrew behind;<\/p>\n

Dim and eclipsed, his human outside strove<\/p>\n

To feel again the old sublimities,<\/p>\n

Bring the high saving touch, the ethereal flame,<\/p>\n

Call back to its dire need the divine Force.<\/p>\n

Always the power poured back like sudden rain,<\/p>\n

Or slowly in his breast a presence grew;<\/p>\n

It clambered back to some remembered height<\/p>\n

Or soared above the peak from which it fell.<\/p>\n

Each time he rose there was a larger poise,<\/p>\n

A dwelling on a higher spirit plane;<\/p>\n

The Light remained in him a longer space.<\/p>\n

In this oscillation between earth and heaven,<\/p>\n

In this ineffable communion’s climb<\/p>\n

There grew in him as grows a waxing moon<\/p>\n

The glory of the integer of his soul.<\/p>\n

A union of the Real with the unique,<\/p>\n

A gaze of the Alone from every face,<\/p>\n

The Presence of the Eternal in the hours<\/p>\n

Widening the mortal mind’s half-look on things,<\/p>\n

Bridging the gap between man’s force and Fate <\/p>\n

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Made whole the fragment-being we are here.<\/p>\n

At last was won a firm spiritual poise,<\/p>\n

A constant lodging in the Eternal’s realm,<\/p>\n

A safety in the Silence and the Ray,<\/p>\n

A settlement in the Immutable.<\/p>\n

His heights of being lived in the still Self ;<\/p>\n

His mind could rest on a supernal ground<\/p>\n

And look down on the magic and the play<\/p>\n

Where the God-child lies on the lap of Night and Dawn<\/p>\n

And the Everlasting puts on Time’s disguise.<\/p>\n

To the still heights and to the troubled depths<\/p>\n

His equal spirit gave its vast assent:<\/p>\n

A poised serenity of tranquil strength,<\/p>\n

A wide unshaken look on Time’s unrest<\/p>\n

Faced all experience with unaltered peace.<\/p>\n

Indifferent to the sorrow and delight,<\/p>\n

Untempted by the marvel and the call,<\/p>\n

Immobile it beheld the flux of things,<\/p>\n

Calm and apart supported all that is:<\/p>\n

His spirit’s stillness helped the toiling world.<\/p>\n

Inspired by silence and the closed eyes’ sight<\/p>\n

His force could work with a new luminous art<\/p>\n

On the crude material from which all is made<\/p>\n

And the refusal of Inertia’s mass<\/p>\n

And the grey front of the world’s Ignorance<\/p>\n

And nescient Matter and the huge error of life.<\/p>\n

As a sculptor chisels a deity out of stone<\/p>\n

He slowly chipped off the dark envelope,<\/p>\n

Line of defence of Nature’s ignorance,<\/p>\n

The illusion and mystery of the Inconscient<\/p>\n

In whose black pall the Eternal wraps his head<\/p>\n

That he may act unknown in cosmic Time.<\/p>\n

A splendour of self-creation from the peaks,<\/p>\n

A transfiguration in the mystic depths,<\/p>\n

A happier cosmic working could begin<\/p>\n

And fashion the world-shape in him anew, <\/p>\n

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God found in Nature, Nature fulfilled in God.<\/p>\n

Already in him was seen that task of Power:<\/p>\n

Life made its home on the high tops of self;<\/p>\n

His soul, mind, heart became a single sun;<\/p>\n

Only life’s lower reaches remained dim.<\/p>\n

But there too, in the uncertain shadow of life,<\/p>\n

There was a labour and a fiery breath;<\/p>\n

The ambiguous cowled celestial puissance worked<\/p>\n

Watched by the inner Witness’s moveless peace.<\/p>\n

Even on the struggling Nature left below<\/p>\n

Strong periods of illumination came:<\/p>\n

Lightnings of glory after glory burned,<\/p>\n

Experience was a tale of blaze and fire,<\/p>\n

Air rippled round the argosies of the Gods,<\/p>\n

Strange riches sailed to him from the Unseen;<\/p>\n

Splendours of insight filled the blank of thought,<\/p>\n

Knowledge spoke to the inconscient stillnesses,<\/p>\n

Rivers poured down of bliss and luminous force,<\/p>\n

Visits of beauty, storm-sweeps of delight<\/p>\n

Rained from the all-powerful Mystery above.<\/p>\n

Thence stooped the eagles of Omniscience.<\/p>\n

A dense veil was rent, a mighty whisper heard;<\/p>\n

Repeated in the privacy of his soul,<\/p>\n

A wisdom-cry from rapt transcendences<\/p>\n

Sang on the mountains of an unseen world;<\/p>\n

The voices that an inner listening hears<\/p>\n

Conveyed to him their prophet utterances,<\/p>\n

And flame-wrapt outbursts of the immortal Word<\/p>\n

And flashes of an occult revealing Light<\/p>\n

Approached him from the unreachable
\nsecrecy.<\/p>\n

An inspired Knowledge sat enthroned within<\/p>\n

Whose seconds illumined more than reason’s years:<\/p>\n

An ictus of revealing lustre fell<\/p>\n

As if a pointing accent upon Truth,<\/p>\n

And like a sky-flare showing all the ground<\/p>\n

A swift intuitive discernment shone. <\/p>\n

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One glance could separate the true and false,<\/p>\n

Or raise its rapid torch-fire in the dark<\/p>\n

To check the claimants crowding through mind’s gates<\/p>\n

Covered by the forged signatures of the gods,<\/p>\n

Detect the magic bride in her disguise<\/p>\n

Or scan the apparent face of thought and life.<\/p>\n

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Oft inspiration with her lightning feet,<\/p>\n

A sudden messenger from the all-seeing tops,<\/p>\n

Traversed the soundless corridors of his mind<\/p>\n

Bringing her rhythmic sense of hidden things.<\/p>\n

A music spoke transcending mortal speech.<\/p>\n

As if from a golden phial of the All-Bliss,<\/p>\n

A joy of light, a joy of sudden sight,<\/p>\n

A rapture of the thrilled undying Word<\/p>\n

Poured into his heart as into an empty cup,<\/p>\n

A repetition of God’s first delight<\/p>\n

Creating in a young and virgin Time.<\/p>\n

In a brief moment caught, a little space,<\/p>\n

All-Knowledge packed into great wordless thoughts<\/p>\n

Lodged in the expectant stillness of his depths<\/p>\n

A crystal of the ultimate Absolute,<\/p>\n

A portion of the inexpressible Truth<\/p>\n

Revealed by silence to the silent soul.<\/p>\n

The intense creatrix in his stillness wrought;<\/p>\n

Her power fallen speechless grew more intimate;<\/p>\n

She looked upon the seen and the unforeseen,<\/p>\n

Unguessed domains she made her native field.<\/p>\n

All-vision gathered into a single ray,<\/p>\n

As when the eyes stare at an invisible point<\/p>\n

Till through the intensity of one luminous spot<\/p>\n

An apocalypse of a world of images<\/p>\n

Enters into the kingdom of the seer.<\/p>\n

A great nude arm of splendour suddenly rose;<\/p>\n

It rent the gauze opaque of Nescience:<\/p>\n

Her lifted finger’s keen unthinkable tip <\/p>\n

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Bared with a stab of flame the closed Beyond.<\/p>\n

An eye awake in voiceless heights of trance,<\/p>\n

A mind plucking at the unimaginable,<\/p>\n

Overleaping with a sole and perilous bound<\/p>\n

The high black wall hiding superconscience,<\/p>\n

She broke in with inspired speech for scythe<\/p>\n

And plundered the Unknowable’s vast estate.<\/p>\n

A gleaner of infinitesimal grains of Truth,<\/p>\n

A sheaf-binder of infinite experience,<\/p>\n

She pierced the guarded mysteries of World-Force<\/p>\n

And her magic methods wrapt in a thousand veils;<\/p>\n

Or she gathered the lost secrets dropped by Time<\/p>\n

In the dust and crannies of his mounting route<\/p>\n

Mid old forsaken dreams of hastening Mind<\/p>\n

And buried remnants of forgotten space.<\/p>\n

A traveller between
\nsummit and abyss<\/p>\n

She joined the distant ends, the viewless deeps,<\/p>\n

Or streaked along the roads of Heaven and Hell<\/p>\n

Pursuing all knowledge like a questing hound.<\/p>\n

A reporter and scribe of hidden wisdom talk,<\/p>\n

Her shining minutes of celestial speech,<\/p>\n

Passed through the masked office of the occult mind,<\/p>\n

Transmitting gave to prophet and to seer<\/p>\n

The inspired body of the mystic Truth.<\/p>\n

A recorder of the inquiry of the gods,<\/p>\n

Spokesman of the silent seeings of the Supreme,<\/p>\n

She brought immortal words to mortal men.<\/p>\n

Above the reason’s brilliant slender curve,<\/p>\n

Released like radiant air dimming a moon,<\/p>\n

Broad spaces of a vision without line<\/p>\n

Or limit swam into his spirit’s ken.<\/p>\n

Oceans of being met his voyaging soul<\/p>\n

Calling to infinite discovery;<\/p>\n

Timeless domains of joy and absolute power<\/p>\n

Stretched out surrounded by the eternal hush;<\/p>\n

The ways that lead to endless happiness <\/p>\n

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Ran like dream-smiles through meditating vasts:<\/p>\n

Disclosed stood up in a gold moment’s blaze<\/p>\n

White sun-steppes in the pathless Infinite.<\/p>\n

Along a naked curve in bourneless Self<\/p>\n

The points that run through the closed heart of things<\/p>\n

Shadowed the indeterminable line<\/p>\n

That carries the Everlasting through the years.<\/p>\n

The magician order of the cosmic Mind<\/p>\n

Coercing the freedom of infinity<\/p>\n

With the stark array of Nature’s symbol facts<\/p>\n

And life’s incessant signals of event,<\/p>\n

Transmuted chance recurrences into laws,<\/p>\n

A chaos of signs into a universe.<\/p>\n

Out of the rich wonders and the intricate whorls<\/p>\n

Of the spirit’s dance with Matter as its mask<\/p>\n

The balance of the world’s design grew clear,<\/p>\n

Its symmetry of self-arranged effects<\/p>\n

Managed in the deep perspectives of the soul,<\/p>\n

And the realism of its illusive art,<\/p>\n

Its logic of infinite intelligence,<\/p>\n

Its magic of a changing eternity.<\/p>\n

A glimpse was caught of things for ever unknown ;\n<\/p>\n

The letters stood out of the unmoving Word.<\/p>\n

In the immutable nameless Origin<\/p>\n

Was seen emerging as from fathomless seas<\/p>\n

The trail of the Ideas that made the world,<\/p>\n

And, sown in the black earth of Nature’s trance,<\/p>\n

The seed of the Spirit’s blind and huge desire<\/p>\n

From which the tree of cosmos was conceived<\/p>\n

And spread its magic arms through a dream of space.<\/p>\n

Immense realities took on a shape:<\/p>\n

There looked out from the shadow of the Unknown<\/p>\n

The bodiless Namelessness that saw God born<\/p>\n

And tries to gain from the mortal’s mind and soul<\/p>\n

A deathless body and a divine name.<\/p>\n

The immobile lips, the great surreal wings, <\/p>\n

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The visage masked by superconscient Sleep,<\/p>\n

The eyes with their closed lids that see all things,<\/p>\n

Appeared of the Architect who builds in trance.<\/p>\n

The original Desire born in the Void<\/p>\n

Peered out; he saw the hope that never sleeps,<\/p>\n

The feet that run behind a fleeting fate,<\/p>\n

The ineffable meaning of the endless dream.<\/p>\n

As if a torch held by a power of God,<\/p>\n

The radiant world of the everlasting Truth<\/p>\n

Glimmered like a faint star bordering the night<\/p>\n

Above the golden Overmind’s shimmering ridge.<\/p>\n

Even were caught as through a cunning veil<\/p>\n

The smile of love that sanctions the long game,<\/p>\n

The calm indulgence and maternal breasts<\/p>\n

Of Wisdom suckling the child-laughter of Chance,<\/p>\n

Silence the nurse of the Almighty’s power,<\/p>\n

The omniscient hush, womb of the immortal Word,<\/p>\n

And of the Timeless the still brooding face,<\/p>\n

And the creative eye of Eternity.<\/p>\n

The inspiring goddess entered a mortal’s breast,<\/p>\n

Made there her study of divining thought<\/p>\n

And sanctuary of prophetic speech<\/p>\n

And sat upon the tripod seat of mind:<\/p>\n

All was made wide above, all lit below.<\/p>\n

In darkness’ core she dug out wells of light,<\/p>\n

On the undiscovered depths imposed a form,<\/p>\n

Lent a vibrant cry to the unuttered vasts,<\/p>\n

And through great shoreless, voiceless, starless breadths<\/p>\n

Bore earthward fragments of revealing thought<\/p>\n

Hewn from the silence of the Ineffable.<\/p>\n

A voice in the heart uttered the unspoken Name,<\/p>\n

A dream of seeking
\nthought wandering through space<\/p>\n

Entered the invisible and forbidden house:<\/p>\n

The treasure was found of a supernal Day.<\/p>\n

In the deep subconscient glowed her jewel-lamp;<\/p>\n

Lifted, it showed the riches of the Cave <\/p>\n

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Where, by the miser traffickers of sense<\/p>\n

Unused, guarded beneath Night’s dragon paws,<\/p>\n

In folds of velvet darkness draped they sleep<\/p>\n

Whose priceless value could have saved the world.<\/p>\n

A darkness carrying morning in its breast<\/p>\n

Looked for the eternal wide returning gleam,<\/p>\n

Waiting the advent of a larger ray<\/p>\n

And rescue of the lost herds of the Sun.<\/p>\n

In a splendid extravagance of the waste of God<\/p>\n

Dropped carelessly in creation’s spendthrift work,<\/p>\n

Left in the chantiers of the bottomless world<\/p>\n

And stolen by the robbers of the Deep,<\/p>\n

The golden shekels of the Eternal lie,<\/p>\n

Hoarded from touch and view and thought’s desire,<\/p>\n

Locked in blind antres of the ignorant flood<\/p>\n

Lest men should find them and be even as Gods.<\/p>\n

A vision lightened on the viewless heights,<\/p>\n

A wisdom illumined from the voiceless depths:<\/p>\n

A deeper interpretation greatened Truth,<\/p>\n

A grand reversal of the Night and Day;<\/p>\n

All the world’s values changed heightening life’s aim;<\/p>\n

A wiser word, a larger thought came in<\/p>\n

Than what the slow labour of human mind can bring,<\/p>\n

A secret sense awoke that could perceive<\/p>\n

A Presence and a Greatness everywhere.<\/p>\n

The universe was not now this senseless whirl<\/p>\n

Borne round inert on an immense machine;<\/p>\n

It cast away its grandiose lifeless front,<\/p>\n

A mechanism no more or work of Chance,<\/p>\n

But a living movement of the body of God.<\/p>\n

A spirit hid in forces and in forms<\/p>\n

Was the spectator of the mobile scene:<\/p>\n

The beauty and the ceaseless miracle<\/p>\n

Let in a glow of the Unmanifest:<\/p>\n

The formless Everlasting moved in it<\/p>\n

Seeking its own perfect form in souls and things. <\/p>\n

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Life kept no more a dull and meaningless shape.<\/p>\n

In the struggle and upheaval of the world<\/p>\n

He saw the labour of
\na godhead’s birth:<\/p>\n

A secret knowledge masked as Ignorance;<\/p>\n

Fate covered with unseen necessity<\/p>\n

The game of chance of an omnipotent Will.<\/p>\n

A glory and a rapture and a charm,<\/p>\n

The All-Blissful sat unknown within the heart;<\/p>\n

Earth’s pains were the ransom of its prisoned delight.<\/p>\n

A glad communion tinged the passing hours;<\/p>\n

The days were travellers on a destined road,<\/p>\n

The nights companions of his musing spirit.<\/p>\n

A heavenly impetus quickened all his breast;<\/p>\n

The trudge of time changed to a splendid march;<\/p>\n

The divine Dwarf towered to unconquered worlds,<\/p>\n

Earth grew too narrow for his victory.<\/p>\n

Once only registering the heavy tread<\/p>\n

Of a blind Power on human littleness,<\/p>\n

Life now became a sure approach to God,<\/p>\n

Existence a divine experiment<\/p>\n

And cosmos the soul’s opportunity.<\/p>\n

The world was a conception and a birth<\/p>\n

Of Spirit in Matter into living forms,<\/p>\n

And Nature bore the Immortal in her womb,<\/p>\n

That she might climb through him to eternal life.<\/p>\n

His being lay down in bright immobile peace<\/p>\n

And bathed in wells of pure spiritual light;<\/p>\n

It wandered in wide fields of wisdom-self<\/p>\n

Lit by the rays of an everlasting sun.<\/p>\n

Even his body’s subtle self within<\/p>\n

Could raise the earthly parts towards higher things<\/p>\n

And feel on it the breath of heavenlier air.<\/p>\n

Already it journeyed towards divinity:<\/p>\n

Upbuoyed upon winged winds of rapid joy,<\/p>\n

Upheld to a Light it could not always hold,<\/p>\n

It left mind’s distance from the Truth supreme <\/p>\n

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And lost life’s incapacity for bliss.<\/p>\n

All now suppressed in us began to emerge.<\/p>\n

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Thus came his soul’s release from Ignorance,<\/p>\n

His mind and body’s first spiritual change.<\/p>\n

A wide God-knowledge poured down from above,<\/p>\n

A new world-knowledge broadened from within:<\/p>\n

His daily thoughts looked up to the True and One,<\/p>\n

His commonest doings welled from an inner Light.<\/p>\n

Awakened to the lines that Nature hides,<\/p>\n

Attuned to her movements that exceed our ken,<\/p>\n

He grew one with a covert universe.<\/p>\n

His grasp surprised her mightiest energies’ springs;<\/p>\n

He spoke with the unknown Guardians of the worlds,<\/p>\n

Forms he descried our mortal eyes see not.<\/p>\n

His wide eyes bodied viewless entities,<\/p>\n

He saw the cosmic forces at their work<\/p>\n

And felt the occult impulse behind man’s will.<\/p>\n

Time’s secrets were to him an oft-read book;<\/p>\n

The records of the future and the past<\/p>\n

Outlined their excerpts on the etheric page.<\/p>\n

One and harmonious by the Maker’s skill,<\/p>\n

The human in him paced with the divine.<\/p>\n

His acts betrayed not the interior flame.<\/p>\n

This forged the greatness of his front to earth.<\/p>\n

A genius heightened in his body’s cells<\/p>\n

That knew the meaning of his fate-hedged works<\/p>\n

Akin to the march of unaccomplished Powers<\/p>\n

Beyond life’s arc in spirit’s immensities.<\/p>\n

Apart he lived in his mind’s solitude,<\/p>\n

A demigod shaping the lives of men:<\/p>\n

One soul’s ambition lifted up the race;<\/p>\n

A Power worked, but none knew whence it came.<\/p>\n

The universal strengths were linked with his;<\/p>\n

Filling earth’s smallness with their boundless breadths,<\/p>\n

He drew the energies that transmute an age. <\/p>\n

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Immeasurable by the common look,<\/p>\n

He made great dreams a mould for coming things<\/p>\n

And cast his deeds like bronze to front the years.<\/p>\n

His walk through Time outstripped the human stride.<\/p>\n

Lonely his days and splendid like the sun’s.<\/p>\n

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