Sri Aurobindo
Infinite’s Silence on columns of Light
Bearing the Word inevitable from great God,
Wisdom incarnate in bright rhythms of Time,
Deathless Will conquering every death,
Form of Flame born in a superlative Fire!
Volume after luminous volume he wrote
In speeds educating Spirit and Nature
For the Morrow to bring the topmost Age.
Waves surged in waves of the oceaning Flood
As if the Heart of the Divine grew true
In a sudden leap to reach the Soul of the Earth
And claim her in ruby-dense Rapture of Love.
Golden Influx rushed into his body’s mind
And singing throat and thrilled heart and clay-made feet,
A Force into mortal limbs from the Home of Joy.
“Aware of his occult omnipotent Source,
A living centre of the Illimitable”,
A Himalaya of Majesty and Knowledge
He is here, a Power straight from the Supreme,
A Sun lit in undying Calm of the Physical.
15 May 2021, 11:20 AM134
The Mother
Music descended, a fragrant Stream of Love,
Carrying colours new even to the Sky,
Melodies flame-bright breathing deep in the Soul,
A Voice of Triumph in the World of Death!
Year above climbing year burns the incense,
Her splendour-will for noblest of the Creature,
God himself, in moods of silence and action,
Eternal Lover, a Friend wonderful indeed,
Through the mist and fog, Rain, Winter or Spring,
When the birds would sing, children smile in School,
Or a painter in his studio at the easel
Work out in vibrant brushes forms of the Formless,
Or in Dining Room serve the simplest Food
For the New Body prepared in Psychic Hearth,
A solar Fire in the density of Matter, —
Oh it is joy of the Joyous that shall be,
Beauty of the Beautiful, the beam of the True.
She is there, the Sun who brings light to all,
To rock and tree and day and night and star,
To beast promptness and pace of amazement,
To song-bird measureless octave of sound,
Hers to man thought and idea of greatness;
She raises the chant of the quester to the Caller
And hosanna of the angel-throng to the bluest,
To trance meditation of the rapt Rishi:
God lifted the burden of God’s Fate
In God’s Earth built in God’s Darkness, —
Because she accepted the mortal birth.
The Smile will change the Destiny of the World
In festive Dynamics of the creative Spirit,
What Thou Willest, O Lord, what Thou Willest,
The Mantra of the urging Flame to the Flame:
Le Sourire changera le Destin du Monde
Dans la Dynamique festive de l’Esprit créatif,
Ce que Tu Veux, O Seigneur, ce que Tu Veux,
Le Mantra de la Flamme incitant à la Flamme.
15 May 2021, 8:40 PM
RY Deshpande
The Winds of Wonder 
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