Because
Thou art All-beauty and All-bliss,
My
soul blind and enamoured yearns for Thee;
It
bears Thy mystic touch in all that is
And
thrills with the burden of that ecstasy.
Behind
all eyes I meet Thy secret gaze
And
in each voice I hear Thy magic tune:
Thy
sweetness haunts my heart through Nature’s ways;
Nowhere
it beats now from Thy snare immune.
It
loves Thy body in all living things;
Thy
joy is there in every leaf and stone:
The
moments bring Thee on their fiery wings;
Sight’s
endless artistry is Thou alone.
Time
voyages with Thee upon its prow –
And
all the future’s passionate hope is Thou.
(‘Collecteed
Poems’,Sri Aurobindo, Sri Aurobindo Ashram, Pondicherry)
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