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ON A height he stood that looked towards greater heights.
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Our early approaches to the Infinite | ||
Are sunrise splendours on a marvellous verge
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While lingers yet unseen the glorious sun.
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(S 3) | ||
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What now we see is a shadow of what must come.
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The earth’s uplook to a remote Unknown | ||
Is a preface only of the epic climb
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Of human soul from its flat earthly state | ||
To the discovery of a greater self | ||
10 | And the far gleam of an eternal Light. | |
(S 5) | ||
This world is a beginning and a base | ||
Where Life and Mind erect their structured dreams;
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An unborn Power must build reality. | ||
(S 6) | ||
A deathbound littleness is not all we are: | EoS | |
15 | Immortal our forgotten vastnesses | |
Await discovery in our summit selves; | ||
Unmeasured breadths and depths of being are ours.
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(S 7) | ||
Akin to the ineffable Secrecy,
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Mystic, eternal in unrealised Time, | ||
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Neighbours of Heaven are Nature’s altitudes.
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To these high-peaked dominions sealed to our search,
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Too far from surface Nature’s postal routes,
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Too lofty for our mortal lives to breathe,
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Deep in us a forgotten kinship points | ||
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And a faint voice of ecstasy and prayer
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Calls to those lucent lost immensities. | ||
(S 9) | ||
Even when we fail to look into our souls | EoS | |
Or lie embedded in earthly consciousness,
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Still have we parts that grow towards the light,
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Yet are there luminous tracts and heavens serene
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And Eldorados of splendour and ecstasy
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And temples to the godhead none can see. | ||
(S 10) | ||
A shapeless memory lingers in us still
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EoS | |
And sometimes, when our sight is turned within,
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35 | Earth’s ignorant veil is lifted from our eyes; | |
There is a short miraculous escape. | ||
(S 11) | ||
This narrow fringe of clamped experience
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We leave behind meted to us as life,
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Our little walks, our insufficient reach. | ||
(S 12) | ||
40 | Our souls can visit in great lonely hours | |
Still regions of imperishable Light, | ||
All-seeing eagle-peaks of silent Power | ||
And moon-flame oceans of swift fathomless Bliss
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And calm immensities of spirit space. | ||
(S 13) | ||
45 | In the unfolding process of the Self | EoS |
Sometimes the inexpressible Mystery | ||
Elects a human vessel of descent. | ||
(S 14) | ||
A breath comes down from a supernal air, | ||
A Presence is born, a guiding Light awakes,
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50 | A stillness falls upon the instruments: | |
Fixed, motionless like a marble monument, | ||
Stone-calm, the body is a pedestal
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Supporting a figure of eternal Peace. | ||
(S 15) | ||
Or a revealing Force sweeps blazing in;
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EoS | |
55 | Out of some vast superior continent | |
Knowledge breaks through trailing its radiant seas,
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And Nature trembles with the power, the flame.
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(S 16) | ||
A greater Personality sometimes | ||
Possesses us which yet we know is ours: | ||
60 | Or we adore the Master of our souls. | |
(S 17) | ||
Then the small bodily ego thins and falls;
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No more insisting on its separate self, | ||
Losing the punctilio of its separate birth,
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It leaves us one with Nature and with God. | ||
(S 18) | ||
65 | In moments when the inner lamps are lit | ❊ EoS |
And the life’s cherished guests are left outside,
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Our spirit sits alone and speaks to its gulfs. | ||
(S 19) | ||
A wider consciousness opens then its doors;
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EoS | |
Invading from spiritual silences | ||
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A ray of the timeless Glory stoops awhile
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To commune with our seized illumined clay
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And leaves its huge white stamp upon our lives.
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(S 20) | ||
In the oblivious field of mortal mind,
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Revealed to the closed prophet eyes of trance
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75 | Or in some deep internal solitude | |
Witnessed by a strange immaterial sense, | ||
The signals of eternity appear. | ||
(S 21) | ||
The truth mind could not know unveils its face,
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We hear what mortal ears have never heard,
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80 | We feel what earthly sense has never felt, | |
We love what common hearts repel and dread;
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Our minds hush to a bright Omniscient;
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A Voice calls from the chambers of the soul;
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We meet the ecstasy of the Godhead’s touch
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85 | In golden privacies of immortal fire. | |
(S 22) | ||
These signs are native to a larger self
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That lives within us by ourselves unseen; | ||
Only sometimes a holier influence comes, | ||
A tide of mightier surgings bears our lives
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90 | And a diviner Presence moves the soul; | |
Or through the earthly coverings something breaks,
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EoS | |
A grace and beauty of spiritual light, | ||
The murmuring tongue of a celestial fire.
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(S 23) | ||
Ourself and a high stranger whom we feel, | ||
95 | It is and acts unseen as if it were not; | |
It follows the line of sempiternal birth,
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Yet seems to perish with its mortal frame. | ||
(S 24) | ||
Assured of the Apocalypse to be,
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It reckons not the moments and the hours;
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Great, patient, calm it sees the centuries pass,
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Awaiting the slow miracle of our change | ||
In the sure deliberate process of world-force
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And the long march of all-revealing Time. | ||
(S 25) | ||
It is the origin and the master-clue,
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EoS | |
105 | A silence overhead, an inner voice, | |
A living image seated in the heart, | ||
An unwalled wideness and a fathomless point,
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The truth of all these cryptic shows in Space,
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The Real towards which our strivings move, | ||
110 | The secret grandiose meaning of our lives. | |
(S 26) | ||
A treasure of honey in the combs of God,
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A Splendour burning in a tenebrous cloak,
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It is our glory of the flame of God, | ||
Our golden fountain of the world’s delight, | ||
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An immortality cowled in the cape of death,
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The shape of our unborn divinity. | ||
(S 27) | ||
It guards for us our fate in depths within | ||
Where sleeps the eternal seed of transient things.
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(S 28) | ||
Always we bear in us a magic key | EoS | |
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Concealed in life’s hermetic envelope.
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(S 29) | ||
A burning Witness in the sanctuary
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Regards through Time and the blind walls of Form;
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A timeless Light is in his hidden eyes; | ||
He sees the secret things no words can speak
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And knows the goal of the unconscious world
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And the heart of the mystery of the journeying years.
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Book 1 Canto 4 – The Secret Knowledge, Section 1Savitri Bhavan2020-09-18T12:11:19+00:00