The Winds of Wonder

A golden Wednesday

A golden Wednesday, and opened the massive gate,

And walked in the dream that had waited so long;

Poured down a flood of light and wonder and joy

On ready soul of the tranquil patient trust;

A sudden revelation assumed a form of beauty

With the heart of love claiming gifts of heaven;

A mighty zero locking infinity’s contents

Burst in a blaze of dazzling affluent orange.

12 February 2025

“A gate of dreams”

Fixed with gold panel and opalescent hinge

A gate of dreams ajar on mystery’s verge. ||1.21||

One lucent corner windowing hidden things

Forced the world’s blind immensity to sight. ||1.22||

The featured image is a tapestry based on a painting by Huta as below:

Sketch by the Mother

Savitri Book 1 Canto 1 – The Symbol Dawn

A wan|+der+ing hand| of pale| en+chant|+ed light|

That glowed| a+long| a fad|+ing mo|+ment’s brink,|

Fixed with| gold pan|+el and| opal+|escent hinge|

A gate| of dreams| a+jar| on mys|+ter+y’s verge.|

One lu|+cent cor|+ner win+dow|+ing hid|+den things|

Forced the| world’s blind| im+men|+si+ty| to sight.|