His was a spirit that stooped from larger spheres
Into our province of ephemeral sight,
A colonist from immortality.
Into our province of ephemeral sight,
A colonist from immortality.
The universal strengths were linked with his;
Filling earth’s smallness with their boundless breadths,
He drew the energies that transmute an age.
Filling earth’s smallness with their boundless breadths,
He drew the energies that transmute an age.
Immeasurable by the common look,
He made great dreams a mould for coming things
And cast his deeds like bronze to front the years.
He made great dreams a mould for coming things
And cast his deeds like bronze to front the years.
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Savitri,
Sri Aurobindo
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