Remembrances
I see, You want to start yourself.
Okay, so go, turn up your fancies,
Be careful taking on a shelf
You wait for questions, or the answers?
The Life does still go on, you know,
So look inside, where Brightening dances,
Make up your mind with spirit, go!
Oh God, You guess I didn't know?
Oh yes, I seems to be like that,
But Earth is sick and tired so -
Are You the sign, that I have met?
You met yourself, your part-supreme,
That's argued with your part in here,
You have to join it for me,
For me too see, that you do hear
It doesn't mean that you will go -
It means that you become Unite,
And get a power and a hope
To know, to heal, for shining bright
You're writing poems of the light,
Just leading through the Brightening Channel,
This dialogue couldn't be denied,
As everything that's supreme Panel...
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THY golden Light came down into my brain
And the grey worms of mind sun-touched became
A bright reply to Wisdom's occult plane,
A calm illumination and aflame.
Thy golden Light came down into my throat,
And all my speech is now a tune divine,
A paean-song of thee my single note ;
My words are drunk with the Immortal's wine.
Thy golden Light came down into my heart
Smiting my life with Thy eternity;
Now has it grown a temple where Thou art
And all its passions point towards only Thee.
Thy golden Light came down into my feet
My earth is now thy playfield and thy seat.
- Sri Aurobindo
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