Guest guest Posted March 21, 2004 Report Share Posted March 21, 2004 LOVE is a yearning of the One for the One, And beauty is a sweet difference of the Same And oneness is the soul of multitude. There all the truths unite in a single Truth, And all ideas rejoin Reality. There knowing herself by her own termless self, Wisdom supernal, wordless, absolute Sat uncompanioned in the eternal Calm, All-seeing, motionless, sovereign and alone. There knowledge needs not words to embody Idea; Idea, seeking a house in boundlessness, Weary of its homeless immortality, Asks not in thought's carved brilliant cell to rest Whose single window's clipped outlook on things Sees only a little arc of God's vast sky. The boundless with the boundless there consorts; While there, one can be wider than the world; While there, one is one's own infinity. His centre was no more in earthly mind; A power of seeing silence filled his limbs: Caught by a voiceless white epiphany Into a vision that surpasses forms, Into a living that surpasses life, He neared the still consciousness sustaining all. The voice that only by speech can move the mind Became a silent knowledge in the soul; The strength that only in action feels its truth Was lodged now in a mute omnipotent peace. A leisure in the labour of the worlds, A pause in the joy and anguish of the search Restored the stress of Nature to God's calm. A vast unanimity ended life's debate. The war of thoughts that fathers the universe, The clash of forces struggling to prevail In the tremendous shock that lights a star As in the building of a grain of dust, >From Book 1 Canto 3 The Yoga of the Soul's Release Sri Aurobindo Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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