Flowers Speak....

Beauty of Supramental Love (Flower of Auroville)

                       

It invites us to live at its height

Man, the deep-browed artificer, had not come
To lay his hand on happy inconscient things,
Thought was not there nor the measurer, strong-eyed toil,
Life had not learned its discord with its aim.

The mighty Mother lay outstretched at ease.

             (Savitri)                                  

Victorious Love

Sure of itself, fearless, generous, and smiling.

A stranger on the sorrowful roads of Time,
Immortal under the yoke of death and fate,
A sacrificant of the bliss and pain of the spheres,
Love in the wilderness met Savitri.

(Savitri)

Aspiration in the Physical for the Divine Love

                                               

Manifold, ecstatic, difficult to satisfy.

                                               

In her luxurious ecstasy of joy
She squandered the love-music of her notes,
Wasted the passionate pattern of her blooms
And festival riot of her scents and hues.

 (Savitri)

(Flowers and messages, Sri Aurobindo Ashram Trust, Puducherry)