Guiding Light of The Month

Like a flame that burns in silence, like a perfume that rises straight upward without wavering, my love goes to Thee; and like the child who does not reason and has no care, I trust myself to Thee that Thy Will may be done, that Thy Light may manifest, Thy Peace radiate, Thy Love cover the world. - The Mother

Savitri (Apr 2017)

On a height he stood that looked towards greater heights.
To these high-peaked dominions sealed to our search
Too far from surface Nature’
s postal routes,
Too lofty for our mortal lives to breathe,
Deep in us a forgotten kinship points
And a faint voice of ecstasy and prayer
Calls to those lucent lost immensities.

(Book one, Canto four)

So it towered up to heights intangible
And disappeared in the hushed conscious Vast
As climbs a storeyed temple-tower to heaven
Built by the aspiring soul of man to live
Near to his dream of the Invisible.

(Book two, Canto one)

God wrapped his head from sight in Matter’s cowl,
His consciousness dived into inconscient depths,
All-knowledge seemed a huge dark Nescience;
Infinity wore a boundless zero’
s form.

His abysms of bliss became insensible deeps,
Eternity a blank spiritual Vast.


(Book ten, Canto three)

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