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    SRI UROBINDO

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    S A V I T R I

    Legend and a Symbol

    [

    Book in.

    Canto

    IV ]

    S R I

    A U R O B I N D O

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    P U B L I S H E R ;

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    A u r o b i n d o

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    BOOK THREE

    The Book of the Divine Mother

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    CANTO OUR

    The

    Vision

    and

    the Boon

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    S VITRI

    B O O K T H R E E

    CANTOIV

    THE

    V I S I O N AN D THE

    BOON

    nr^HEN suddenly thererosea sacred stir.

    JL

    A sound came

    quivering like

    a

    loved

    footfall

    Heard in thelisteningspacesof the soul;

    A

    touch perturbed his fibres

    w i th

    delight.

    A n

    influence had approached the mortal range,

    A

    boundless Heart was

    near

    his

    longing

    heart,

    A

    mystic Form enveloped his earthlyshape.

    A l l

    at her contact broke from silence' seal;

    Spiritand body thri l led identified.

    Linked

    in the grasp of an unspoken joy;

    M i n d ,members,

    life

    were merged in

    ecstasy.

    Intoxicatedas wi thnectarous

    rain

    His

    nature's passioningstretchesflowedto her

    Flashing

    w i t h

    lightnings,

    mad w i thluminous

    wine.

    A l l

    was a

    limitless

    sea that heaved to the moon.

    Adivinising

    streampossessedhis veins,

    His

    body's cells awoke to

    spiritsense,

    Each nervebecamea burning thread ofjoy:

    Tissue and flesh partook beatitude.

    Aligh t ,the dun unplumbed subconscientcaves

    Thr i l l ed w i th

    the prescience of her longed-for tread

    A n d filled wi th flickering

    crests

    and praying tongues.

    Even

    lost in slumber, mute, inanimate

    His

    very body answered lo her power.

    The One he worshipped was wi th inhim now:

    Flame-pure, ethereal-tressed a

    mighty

    Face

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    S A V I T R I

    B O O K

    I I I ,C A N T O I V

    Appeared andlipsmoved byimmortalwords;

    Lids,wisdom's leaves, drooped over rapture's orbs.

    Amarble moniunent of ponderings,shone

    A

    forehead, sight's crypt, and large

    like

    oceans's

    gaze

    Towards Heaven twotranquileyesof boundless thought

    Lookedintoman'sand saw the god to come.

    A

    shapewas

    seen

    on threshold M i n d , a

    Voice

    Absoluteand wise in theheart'schambers spoke:

    "O Son of Strength who climbst creation's peaks.

    Nosoul is thy companion in the Hght;

    Alonethoustandestat the eternal doors.

    What

    thou

    hast

    won is thine, but ask no more.

    O

    Spirit

    aspiring in an ignorant frame,

    0 Voicearisen from the Inconscient's world ,

    How

    shait thouspeakfor men whoseheartsare dumb.

    Make

    purblind

    earth the soul's seer-vision's home

    Or

    hghten the burden of thesenselessglobe?

    1 am the Mystery beyond reach ofmind,

    am the goal of the

    travail

    of thesuns;

    M y fireandsweetnessare thecauseof life.

    But

    too immense my danger and my joy.

    Awake

    not the immeasiurabledescent,

    Speak

    not mysecretname to hostile

    Time;

    Manis too weak to

    bear

    the Infinite'sweight.

    Truth

    born too soon

    might

    break the imperfect earth.

    Leave the all-seeing Power to hew its way:

    I n thy single vast achievement reign apart

    Helpingthe wor ld

    w i th

    thy greatlonelydays.

    ask

    thee

    not to merge thy heart of flame

    I n the Immobile's wide uncaring bliss.

    Turned

    from

    the fruidess motionof the years,

    Desertingthe fierce labour of the worlds,

    Aloof from beings, lost in the

    Alone.

    How

    shall thymighty spiritbrookrepose

    WhileDeath is stillunconquered on the earth

    A n d

    Time a

    field

    ofsufferingand pain?

    Thy

    soul was bom to

    share

    the laden Force;

    Obey thy nature and fulfil thy fate:

    Accept

    the difficulty andgodlike

    toU,

    For

    the slow-paced omniscient purpose hve.

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    S A V I T R I

    B O O K I I I C A N T O I V

    The Enigma's knot istiedin human k ind .

    Ahghtningfrom the heights that

    think

    and plan,

    Ploughingthe air oflife

    w i t h

    vanishingtrails,

    Man,

    sole awake in an unconscious

    world,

    Aspiresinvaintochangethe cosmic dream.

    Arrived from some

    half-luminous Beyond

    Heis a stranger in the mindless vasts;

    Atraveller in hisoft-shifting home

    A m i d

    the tread of many infinitudes.

    Hehas pitched a tent of hfe indesert

    Space.

    Heaven's fixedregard beholds himfrom above,

    I n thehouseof Nature a perturbing guest,

    Avoyager

    twix t

    Thought's inconstant

    shores,

    Ahunter ofimknownand beautiful Powers,

    Anomad of the far mysterious

    L igh t ,

    I n the wide ways a httle spark of God.

    Againsthis

    spirit

    all is in dire league,

    A

    Titan

    influencestopshis Godwardgaze.

    Aroundhim hungers theunpitying

    Void,

    The eternal Darkness seekshim

    w i t h

    her hands.

    Inscrutable Energies drive him and deceive.

    Immense implacable deities oppose.

    A ninert Soul and a somnambuHst Force

    Have made a

    world

    estranged

    from

    lifeand thought;

    The Dragon of the dark foundations

    keeps

    Unalterablethe law of Chance and Death;

    Onhislongway through Time and Circumstance

    The grey-huedriddling nether shadow-Sphinx,

    Herdreadful paws upon the

    swallowing

    sands.

    Awaitshim armed w i t h the soul-slayingword:

    Across his path sits the dim camp ofNight.

    Hisday is a moment in perpetual Time;

    He

    is the prey of the minutes and the hours.

    Assailedon earth and unassured of heaven,

    Descended hereunhappy and sublime,

    AHnk between the demigod and the

    beast,

    Heknows not his owngreatnessnor his aim;

    Hehas forgotten why he has come and whence;

    His

    spirit

    and his members are at war;

    Hisheights break off too low to reach the skies,

    t

    P

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    B O O K

    I I I

    C A N T O

    I V

    H is

    massis buried in the animal

    mire.

    Astrange antinomy is his

    nature's

    rule.

    A riddleof opposites is made his field:

    Freedom heasksbutneedsto

    live

    in bonds,

    H e has need of

    darkness

    to perceive

    some

    light

    A nd

    need of

    gr ief to feel

    a

    litde

    bliss;

    H e has need of death to

    find

    a greater hfe.

    A ll sides

    he

    sees

    and turns to every

    call;

    H e has no certain l ightby

    which

    towalk;

    H is life

    is a bUnd-man's-buff, a hide and

    seek;

    H e

    seekshimself

    and from

    himself

    he runs;

    Meetinghimself, he thinks it other than he.

    Always

    he builds, but finds no constant ground.

    Always

    he journeys, but nowhere arrives;

    H e wouldguide the wor ld ,

    himself

    he cannot guide;

    H e

    would

    savehis soul, his hfe he cannot

    save.

    The l ighthis soul has brought hismindhas lost;

    A llhe has learned is soon again in doubt;

    Asun to himseemsthe shadow of his thoughts,

    Then

    all is shadow again and nothing is true:

    Unknowing

    what he

    does

    or whither he

    tends

    H e

    fabricates signs of the Real in Ignorance.

    H e has hitched his mortal error to Truth's

    star.

    Wisdomattracts himw i t hher luminous masks.

    B u t

    never has he

    seen

    the face behind:

    Agiant Ignorance surrounds his lore.

    Assigned

    to meet the cosmic mystery

    I n the dumb

    figure

    ofamaterialwo rld ,

    H is

    passport of entry false and his

    personage.

    H e is compelled to be what he is not;

    H e obeys the Inconscience he has come to rule

    A n d

    sinks in Matter to

    fulfil

    his soul.

    Awakened

    fromher lower

    driven

    forms

    The Earth-Mother gave her forces to hishands

    A nd

    painfully

    he guards the heavy trust;

    H is mindis a lost torch-bearer on her roads.

    I l l umin ing

    breath to

    think

    and plasm to feel.

    H e labours w i t hhis slow and sceptic brain

    Helped

    by the

    reason'svacillatingfires.

    T o make his thought and wi l la magic door

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    B O O K I I I C A N T O

    I V

    For knowledge to enter thedarknessof the wor ld

    A n d love lo rule a reahn of strife and hate.

    Amind impotent to reconcile heaven and earth

    A n d

    tied

    to Matter

    w i t h

    a thousand bonds.

    He hfts

    himself

    to be a conscious god.

    Even when a

    glory

    ofwisdomcrowns his brow.

    When

    mind

    andspiritshed a grandiose ray

    Toexalt this product of the sperm andgene.

    Thisalchemist's miraclefrom plasm and gas,

    A n dhe who shared the animal's run andcrawl.

    Lifts his thought-stature to the Immortal's heights,

    His

    life st i l lkeepsthe human middle way;

    Hisbody he resigns to death and pain.

    AbandoningMatter, his too heavy charge.

    A

    thaumaturge sceptic of miracles,

    Aspirit left sterile of its occult power

    B y

    an unbelieving brain and credulous heart

    Heleavesthe wor ldto end where it began:

    His

    workunfinished he claims a heavenly prize.

    Thus has he missed creation's absolute.

    Halfway

    hestopshisstarof destiny:

    Avast and

    vain

    long-tried experiment,

    A n ill-served

    high

    conception

    doubtfully

    done,

    The world's hfe falters on not seeing its goal,

    A

    zigzag towards unknowndangerousground

    Ever repeating its habitual

    walk.

    Ever retreating aftermarcheslong

    A n dhardiest victories

    without

    sureresult.

    Drawn

    endlessly an inconclusive game.

    I n

    an

    il l-f i t t ing

    and voluminous robe

    A

    radiant purpose

    still

    concealsits face,

    Amightybhndnessstumbles hoping

    st i l l .

    Because

    the human instrument has failed,

    The Godhead frustrate sleepsw i t h in its

    seed,

    A

    spiritentangled in the forms it made.

    Hisfailure is not failure whom God leads;

    Through

    all a slow mysterious march

    goes

    on:

    A n

    immutable Power hasmadethis mutable wor ld ;

    A self-fulfilling transcendencedwells

    w i t h i n .

    The driver of the soul upon its path.

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    B O O K I I I C A N T O I V

    A n d

    how shall the end bevainwhen God is guide?

    The more the goalrecedes,the more it lures;

    Howeverhismindand flesh resist or fail,

    A

    wi l lprevails canceUing his conscious choice.

    A n

    Inf lux

    pressesfrom the closed Beyond

    Forbiddingto himrestand earthlyease,

    T iU

    he has foundhimselfhe cannot

    pause.

    There is a L ig h tthat leads, a Power that aids;

    Uiunarked, imfelt itseesfor him andacts:

    Ignorant,

    he forms the All-conscientin his depths,

    Himian,looks up to superhuman peaks:

    A borrower of Supematurc's gold.

    He

    paves

    his road toImmortality.

    The highgodslookon man and watch andchoose

    Today's impossibles for the future's

    base.

    His

    transience trembles w i t h the Eternal's touch.

    The Immortalshavetheir entries in his life:

    The Ambassadors of the Unseen draw

    near;

    A Splendour suUied by the mortal air.

    Lovepassesthrough his heart, a wanderingguest.

    Beauty surroimds him for a magic hour,

    He has visits ofalarge reveaUng joy.

    Br iefwidenesses

    release

    himfrom himself,

    Hoj>es

    of

    a deathless

    sweemesslure and leave.

    Hismmd is crossed bystrangedisco^'ering fires,

    Rare intimations hft his stumbhng

    speech

    To

    a moment's kinshipw i ththe eternal

    Word;

    A

    masqueofwisdomcircles through his brain

    Perturbing

    him

    w i th

    ghmpses

    half-divine.

    He lays hishandssometimes on the Unknown;

    He communes sometimes w i thEternity.

    A strangeand grandiose symbol was his b i r th

    A n d

    immortalityand spirit-room

    A n d

    pure perfection and a

    shadowless

    bHss

    Arethis

    afflicted

    creature'smighty fate.

    I nhim the Earth-Mother

    sees

    drawnearthechange

    Foreshadowed in her dumb and fiery depths,

    Agodhead drawn

    from

    her transmuted limbs,

    A nalchemy of Heaven on Nature's

    base.

    Adeptof the self-born

    unfailing

    line,

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    S A V I T R I

    B Q O K

    I I I CAl4tO I V

    Leave not the l ightto die theagesbore,

    Help

    st i l l

    humanity's

    b l ind

    and suffering

    life:

    Obey thy spirit's wide omnipotent urge.

    A

    witness to God's parley

    w i t h

    the

    Night

    I t

    leaned compassionate from immortalcahn

    A n d

    housed desire, the troubled

    seed

    of things.

    Assent to thyhighself, create, endure.

    Cease

    not from knowledge, let thy toilbe vast.

    Nomore in earthly l imitspen thy force;

    Equal

    thy

    work w i t hlong

    unending Time's.

    Traveller

    upon the

    bare

    eternal heights.

    Tread

    still

    the

    difficult

    and

    dateless

    path

    Joining

    the cyclesw i t h theirausterecurve

    Measured for man by the

    initiate

    Gods.

    Myl ightshall be in thee, my strength thy force.

    Let

    not the impatient

    Titan

    drive thy heart.

    Asknot the imperfectf ru i t , the partial prize.

    Only

    one boon, to greaten thy

    spirit,

    demand;

    Onlyone joy,to raise thyk i n d , desire.

    Above

    bhnd fate and the antagonist powers

    Moveless therestandsahighunchanging

    W i l l ;

    To

    its omnipotence leave thy work's result.

    A llthings shall

    change

    in God's transfiguring hour."

    August

    and sweet now hushed the organ

    Voice.

    ButAswapaty's heart replied to her,

    A

    cry amid the silence of the Vasts:

    "Howshall I rest content w i t hmortal days

    A n d

    the duU

    measure

    ofterrestrialthings,

    who haveseenbehind the cosmic mask

    The

    glory

    and the beauty of

    thy

    face?

    Hard

    is the doom towhichthou bindst thy

    sons

    Howlong

    shall our spirits battle

    wi th

    the

    Night

    A n d

    bear

    defeat and the brute yoke of Death,

    Wewho arevesselsofa deathlessForce

    A n d

    builders of the godhead of therace?

    Or

    i

    i t

    is thy

    work

    I do below

    A m i dthe error and waste of human

    life

    I n the vague l ightof

    man's

    high-consciousmind.

    Whybreaks not in

    some

    distant gleam ofthee?

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    S A V I T R I

    B O O K

    I I I ,

    C A N T O

    I V

    Ever the centuries and millenniums

    pass.

    Where in the

    greyness

    is thy coming's ray?

    Where is the thimder of thy victory's wings?

    Only

    we

    hear

    the feet of passing gods.

    A plan in the occult eternal M i n d

    Mapped out to backward and prophetic sight,

    The cycles st i l l

    repeat

    and still aspire.

    A l l

    wehave doneis ever st i l lto do.

    A l lbreaksand all rebuilds and is thesame.

    Huge revolutions of hfe's fruitless gyre.

    The new-bom

    aeons

    perish likethe old.

    As if

    the sad Enigma kept itsright

    T i l l

    all isdonefor

    which

    this

    scene

    wasmade.

    Too

    little the strength that noww i t hus is born.

    Too faint the Hght thatstealsthrough Nature's

    lids.

    Too

    scantthe joyw i t h whichshe buys our pain.

    I n a brute wor ldthat knows not its ownsense.

    Thought-racked upon the wheel of

    b i r th

    we hve,

    The instruments of an impulse not our own

    Movedto achieve w i t hour

    heart's

    blood for price

    Half-knowledge,

    half-creations that soon

    tire.

    A foiled immortalsoul in perishing limbs.

    Baffled andbeatenback we labour

    still;

    Ai mul l e d ,fmstrated, spent,we stillsurvive.

    I n

    anguish we labour that

    from

    us may rise

    A

    larger-seeing man w i t hnoblerheart,

    A goldenvesselof the incamate Truth,

    The executor of the divine attempt

    Equipped to wear the earthly body of God,

    Communicant and prophet and lover and

    king.

    know that thy creation cannot fail.

    For even through the mists of mortal thought

    Infallible

    are thy mysterioussteps,

    And, though Necessity donsthe garb ofChance,

    Hidden

    in the bhnd shifts ofFateshekeeps

    The slow calm logic of Infinity 'space

    A nd the inviolatesequenceofits w ill .

    A l l life is fixedin an ascending scale

    "And adamantine is the evolving Law;

    I n

    the beginning is prepared the close.

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    B O O K I I I . C A N T O I V

    Thisstrangeirrationalproduct of the

    mire.

    This

    compromise between the

    beast

    and God,

    Isnot the

    crown

    of thy miraculouswo r ld .

    know there shall

    inform

    the inconscient cells,

    A tone w i t hNature and at height w i th heaven,

    A

    spiritvast as the containing sky

    A n d

    swept w i th

    ecstasy

    from invisiblefounts,

    Agod come down and greater by his fall.

    A

    power

    arose

    out of

    my

    slumber's

    cell.

    Abandoningthe tardy

    l imp

    of the hours

    A n d

    the inconstant bl inkof

    mortal

    sight.

    There where the Thinker

    sleeps

    in too much

    light

    A n d

    intolerant flames the loneall-witnessingEye,

    Hearingthe

    word

    of

    Fate from

    Silence' heart

    I n theendlessmoment of

    Eternity,

    I t sawfromtimelessnessthe works ofTime.

    Overpassed were the leaden formulas of the M i n d ,

    Overpowered the obstacle of

    mortal

    Space:

    The imfolding Image showed the things to come.

    Agiant

    dance

    of Shiva tore the

    past.

    There was a thunder as ofworldsthat

    fall;

    Earthwas o'eram w i t h fireand roaring Death,

    There was a clangour of Destruction's wings:

    The Titan's battlercry was in myears.

    Alarmand rumour shook the armoiu:edNight.

    saw the Omnipotent's

    flaming

    pioneers

    Over

    the heavenly verge

    which

    turns towards hfe

    Come

    crowding

    down the amber stairs ofb i r th ;

    Forerunners of a

    divine

    multitude

    Outof thepathsof the morningstartheycame

    Into

    the httle room of

    mortal life.

    saw themcrossthe twi l ightof an age,

    The sun-eyed children of a marvellous dawn.

    The great creators w i t hwide brows of calm.

    The massive barrier-breakers of the world

    A n dwrestlers

    w i t h

    destiny in her Hsts of

    w i l l .

    The labourers i n the quarries of the gods.

    Themessengersof the Incommunicable,

    The architects ofimmortality.

    Intothefallen human

    sphere

    they came.

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    Page

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    Faces

    that wore the Immortal's glory

    sti l l .

    Voices that conmiuned

    s t i l l

    w i t hthe thoughts of God,

    Bodiesmade

    beautiful

    by the Spirit's hght,

    Carrying

    the magic

    word,

    the mystic

    fire,

    Carryingthe Dionysian cup ofjoy.

    Approachingeyes

    of a diviner man.

    Lipschanting an unknown anthem of the soul.

    Feetechoing in the corridors of

    Time.

    H i g h

    priests ofwisdom,sweetness,might and bliss.

    Discoverers ofbeauty's sunht ways

    A n dswimmers of Love's laughingfieryfloods

    A n ddancers wi th inrapture'sgolden doors.

    Theirtread one day shallchangethe suffering earth

    A n d

    justify

    the lighton Nature

    s

    face.

    Althoughfate lingers in the high Beyond

    A n d thework

    seems

    vain onwhichwasspentthe

    heart's

    force.

    A ll

    shall be

    done

    for

    which

    our pain was borne.

    Even asoncemancamebehind thebeast

    Assurely shall that great

    succession

    be.

    Oh,yet too heavy the world's burden grows;

    The splendid youth of Time has

    passed

    and

    failed;

    Heavy and long are the

    years

    our labour counts

    A n d

    still

    the

    seals

    are

    firm

    upon

    mans

    soul

    A n dweary is the ancient Mother's

    heart.

    OTruthdefended in thysecretsun.

    Voice

    of her mighty musings in shutheavens

    On

    things withdrawn

    wi th in

    her luminous depths.

    Wisdom-Splendour, Mother of the miiverse,

    Creatrix,

    the Eternal

    s

    artist Bride,

    MjTstery

    and Muse

    w i t h

    hieratic tongue, '

    Oradiant

    foimtain

    of the world's delight

    World-free and unattainable above,

    0 Bhsswho ever dwellstdeephid with in

    While

    menseek

    thee

    outside and never

    find

    Incamate the white passion of thy force.

    Missionto earthsomehving f

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    Let a great wordbe spoken from the heights

    A nd one great act unlock the doors of Fate."

    H is

    prayer

    sank

    down in the resisting

    Night

    Oppressed by the thousand forces that deny,

    As iftoo weak toclimb to the Supreme.

    B ut therearosea wide consenting

    Voice;

    Thespiritof beauty was revealed in sound:

    L i gh tfloated round the marvellous Vision's brow

    And on her lips the Immortal's joy tookshape.

    " O strong forerunner, I

    have

    heard thy cry.

    One shall

    descend

    wjio

    shall break the

    i ron

    Law

    A nd alter Nature's doom by the Spirit's power.

    A

    limitless

    M i n d

    that can contain the wor ld ,

    Asweet and violent heart of ardent calms

    Moved

    by thepassionsof the

    gods

    shall come.

    A llmights and

    greatnesses

    shall

    join

    in her;

    Beauty shall

    walk

    celestial on the earth,

    Delight

    shall

    sleep

    m the cloud-net of her hair

    A n d in her body as on his homing

    tree

    Immortal

    Love shall

    beat

    his glorious wings.

    A music of griefless things shall weave her charm;

    The

    harps

    of the Perfect shall attune her voice.

    The

    streams

    of Heaven shall murmur in her laugh.

    H er Hps shaU be the honeycombs of God,

    H er limbs his golden jars of

    ecstasy,

    H er breaststhe rapture-flowers of

    Paradise.

    She shall

    bear

    Wisdom in her voiceless bosom.

    Strength shall be

    w i t h

    her

    like

    a conqueror's sword

    A n d from hereyesthe Eternal's bHss shaUgaze.

    Aseedshall be sown in Death's tremendous hour,

    Abranch of heaven transplant to human soil;

    Nature shall overleap her mortal

    step;

    Fate

    shall be changed by an unchanging

    w i l l . "

    As a flame

    disappears

    inendless L igh t

    Immortally

    extinguished in its source.

    Vanished the splendour and wasstilledthe word.

    A n

    echo

    of delight that

    once

    was close.

    The harmony journeyed towards

    some

    distant hush,

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    A

    musicfailing in the ear of trance,

    Acadence

    called by distant

    cadences,

    Avoice that trembledintostrainswithdrawn.

    H er

    form

    retreated

    from

    the

    longing

    earth

    Forsaking

    nearnessto the abandoned

    sense.

    Ascendingto her unattainable home.

    Lone,bri l l iant ,

    vacant lay the innerfields;

    A ll

    was

    unfilled

    inordinate

    spiritspace.

    Indifferent, waste, a

    desert

    ofbrightpeace.

    Thenalinemoved on the faredgeofcalm:

    The

    warm-lipped

    sentient soft terrestrial wave,

    A

    quick and many-murmured moan and laugh,

    CamegHdingin upon white feet of soimd.

    Unlocked

    was the deep-glory of Silence' heart;

    The absolute

    unmoving

    stillnesses

    Surrendered to the breath ofmortalair,

    Dissolvingboundlessly theheavensof trance

    Collapsed

    towakingmind.Eternity

    Cast down its incommunicablelids

    Over

    its

    sohtudes

    remote

    from

    ken

    Behindthe voiceless mystery of sleep.

    The grandiose respite

    failed,

    the vriderelease.

    Across the Hght of fast-receding planes

    That

    fled from

    him as

    f rom

    a falling

    star

    Compelledto

    fiU

    his human

    house

    in Time

    H is soul drew backintothe

    speed

    and noise

    O f

    the vast

    business

    of created things.

    A

    chariot of the marvels of the

    heavens

    Broad-based to

    bear

    the gods on

    fiery

    wheels.

    Flaminghe swept through thespiritualgates.

    The mortal stir received him in its midst.

    Once more he moved amid materialscenes,

    Lif ted

    by

    intimations from

    the heights

    A n d t w i x t

    the

    pauses

    of the

    building

    brain

    Touchedby the thoughts that skun the fathomless surge

    O fNature andwingback to hidden

    shores.

    The eternal

    seeker

    in the aeonic

    field

    Besieged by the intolerantpressof hours

    Againwas strong for great swift-footed deeds.

    Awake

    beneath the ignorant vault

    o f

    Night,

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    C A N T O

    IV

    He

    saw the unnumbered people of thestars

    A n d

    heard the questioning of the imsatisfied

    flood

    A n d

    toiled w i th

    the form-maker, measuring

    M i n d .

    A

    wanderer

    from

    the occult

    invisible

    suns

    Accomphshing

    the fate of transient things,

    Agod in the

    figure

    of the arisen

    beast,

    He raised his brow of conquest to theheavens

    Establishingthe empire of the soul

    On

    Matter and its bounded universe

    As

    on a

    solid

    rock in

    infiniteseas.

    The

    L o r d

    ofLife resumed hismighty rounds

    I n the

    scant field

    of the ambiguous globe.

    E N D

    O F C A N T O

    F O U R

    A N D

    O F B O O K

    T H R E E

    [Page

    Thirteen

    ]

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