Thy golden Light came down into
my brain
And the grey worms of mind sun-touched became
A bright reply to Wisdom's occult plane,
A calm illumination and aflame.
And the grey worms of mind sun-touched became
A bright reply to Wisdom's occult plane,
A calm illumination and aflame.
Thy golden Light came down into
my throat,
And all my speech is now a tune divine,
A paean-song of thee my single note ;
My words are drunk with the Immortal's wine.
And all my speech is now a tune divine,
A paean-song of thee my single note ;
My words are drunk with the Immortal's wine.
Thy golden Light came down into
my heart
Smiting my life with Thy eternity;
Now has it grown a temple where Thou art
And all its passions point towards only Thee.
Smiting my life with Thy eternity;
Now has it grown a temple where Thou art
And all its passions point towards only Thee.
Thy golden Light came down into
my feet
My earth is now thy playfield and thy seat.
My earth is now thy playfield and thy seat.
- Sri Aurobindo
Let
Thy Light be in me like a Fire that makes all alive.
Let
Thy divine Love penetrate me, I aspire with all my being for Thy reign as
sovereign and master of my mind and heart and Body: let them be Thy docile
instrument and Thy faithful servitors.
-
The Mother
The Mother - Pondicherry, March 29, 1914.
"O Thou whom we must know, understand, realise, absolute Consciousness, eternal Law, Thou who guidest and illuminest us, who movest and inspirest us, grant that these weak souls may be strengthened and those who fear be reassured. To Thee I entrust them, even as I entrust to Thee our entire destiny."
The Mother - Pondicherry, March 29, 1914.
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