A
bare impersonal hush is now my mind,
A
world of sight clear and inimitable,
A
volume of silence by a Godhead signed,
A
greatness pure of thought, virgin of will.
Once
on its pages Ignorance could write
In
a scribble of intellect the blind guess of Time
And
cast gleam-messages of ephemeral light,
A
food for souls that wander on Nature’s rim.
But
now I listen to a greater Word
Born
from the mute unseen omniscient Ray:
The
Voice that only Silence’ ear has heard
Leaps
missioned from an eternal glory of Day.
All
turns from a wideness and unbroken peace
To a tumult of joy in a sea of wide
release.
-
Sri
Aurobindo
(Sonnets, Collected Poems by Sri Aurobindo, Sri Aurobindo Ashram Trust, Puducherry)
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