(S 1)
His soul retired from all that he had done.  EoS
(S 2)
Hushed was the futile din of human toil,
Forsaken wheeled the circle of the days;
In distance sank the crowded tramp of life.
(S 3)
The Silence was his sole companion left.
(S 4)
Impassive he lived immune from earthly hopes,
175 A figure in the ineffable Witness’ shrine
Pacing the vast cathedral of his thoughts
Under its arches dim with infinity
And heavenward brooding of invisible wings.
(S 5)
A call was on him from intangible heights;
180 Indifferent to the little outpost Mind,
He dwelt in the wideness of the Eternal’s reign.
(S 6)
His being now exceeded thinkable Space,
His boundless thought was neighbour to cosmic sight:
A universal light was in his eyes,
A golden influx flowed through heart and brain;
A Force came down into his mortal limbs,
A current from eternal seas of Bliss;
He felt the invasion and the nameless joy.
(S 7)
Aware of his occult omnipotent Source,
Allured by the omniscient Ecstasy,
A living centre of the Illimitable
Widened to equate with the world’s circumference,
He turned to his immense spiritual fate.
(S 8)
Abandoned on a canvas of torn air,
A picture lost in far and fading streaks,
The earth-nature’s summits sank below his feet:
He climbed to meet the infinite more above.
(S 9)
The Immobile’s ocean-silence saw him pass,
An arrow leaping through eternity
200 Suddenly shot from the tense bow of Time,
A ray returning to its parent sun.
(S 10)
Opponent of that glory of escape, EoS
The black Inconscient swung its dragon tail
Lashing a slumbrous Infinite by its force
Into the deep obscurities of form:
Death lay beneath him like a gate of sleep.
(S 11)
One-pointed to the immaculate Delight,
Questing for God as for a splendid prey,
He mounted burning like a cone of fire.
(S 12)
210 To a few is given that godlike rare release.  EoS
(S 13)
One among many thousands never touched,  EoS
Engrossed in the external world’s design,
Is chosen by a secret witness Eye
And driven by a pointing hand of Light
Across his soul’s unmapped immensitudes..
(S 14)
A pilgrim of the everlasting Truth, EoS
Our measures cannot hold his measureless mind;
He has turned from the voices of the narrow realm
And left the little lane of human Time.
(S 15)
In the hushed precincts of a vaster plan
He treads the vestibules of the Unseen,
Or listens following a bodiless Guide
To a lonely cry in boundless vacancy.
(S 16)
All the deep cosmic murmur falling still,
225 He lives in the hush before the world was born,
His soul left naked to the timeless One.
(S 17)
Far from compulsion of created things EoS
Thought and its shadowy idols disappear,
The moulds of form and person are undone:
The ineffable Wideness knows him for its own.
(S 18)
A lone forerunner of the Godward earth, EoS
Among the symbols of yet unshaped things
Watched by closed eyes, mute faces of the Unborn,
He journeys to meet the Incommunicable,
235 Hearing the echo of his single steps
In the eternal courts of Solitude.
(S 19)
A nameless Marvel fills the motionless hours.
(S 20)
His spirit mingles with eternity’s heart
And bears the silence of the Infinite.