(S 1)
Once more she was human upon earthly soil
In the muttering night amid the rain-swept woods
And the rude cottage where she sat in trance:
205 That subtle world withdrew deeply within
Behind the sun-veil of the inner sight.
(S 2)
But now the half-opened lotus bud of her heart EoS
Had bloomed and stood disclosed to the earthly ray;
In an image shone revealed her secret soul.
210 There was no wall severing the soul and mind, EoS
No mystic fence guarding from the claims of life.
(S 3)
In its deep lotus home her being sat
As if on concentration’s marble seat,
Calling the mighty Mother of the worlds
215 To make this earthly tenement her house.
(S 4)
As in a flash from a supernal light,
A living image of the original Power,
A face, a form came down into her heart
And made of it its temple and pure abode.
(S 5)
220 But when its feet had touched the quivering bloom,
A mighty movement rocked the inner space
As if a world were shaken and found its soul:
Out of the Inconscient’s soulless mindless night
A flaming Serpent rose released from sleep.
(S 6)
225 It rose billowing its coils and stood erect
And climbing mightily, stormily on its way
It touched her centres with its flaming mouth;
As if a fiery kiss had broken their sleep,
They bloomed and laughed surcharged with light and bliss.
(S 7)
230 Then at the crown it joined the Eternal’s space. EoS
(S 8)
In the flower of the head, in the flower of Matter’s base,
In each divine stronghold and Nature-knot
It held together the mystic stream which joins
The viewless summits with the unseen depths,
235 The string of forts that make the frail defence
Safeguarding us against the enormous world,
Our lines of self-expression in its Vast.
(S 9)
An image sat of the original Power EoS
Wearing the mighty Mother’s form and face.
(S 10)
240 Armed, bearer of the weapon and the sign
Whose occult might no magic can imitate,
Manifold yet one she sat, a guardian force:
Asaviour gesture stretched her lifted arm,
And symbol of some native cosmic strength,
245 A sacred beast lay prone below her feet,
A silent flame-eyed mass of living force.
(S 11)
All underwent a high celestial change:
Breaking the black Inconscient’s blind mute wall,
Effacing the circles of the Ignorance,
250 Powers and divinities burst flaming forth;
Each part of the being trembling with delight
Lay overwhelmed with tides of happiness
And saw her hand in every circumstance
And felt her touch in every limb and cell.
(S 12)
255 In the country of the lotus of the head EoS
Which thinking mind has made its busy space,
In the castle of the lotus twixt the brows
Whence it shoots the arrows of its sight and will,
In the passage of the lotus of the throat
260 Where speech must rise and the expressing mind
And the heart’s impulse run towards word and act,
A glad uplift and a new working came.
(S 13)
The immortal’s thoughts displaced our bounded view,
The immortal’s thoughts earth’s drab idea and sense;
265 All things now bore a deeper heavenlier sense.
(S 14)
A glad clear harmony marked their truth’s outline,
Reset the balance and measures of the world.
(S 15)
Each shape showed its occult design, unveiled
God’s meaning in it for which it was made
270 And the vivid splendour of his artist thought.
(S 16)
A channel of the mighty Mother’s choice, EoS
The immortal’s will took into its calm control
Our blind or erring government of life;
A loose republic once of wants and needs,
275 Then bowed to the uncertain sovereign mind,
Life now obeyed to a diviner rule
And every act became an act of God.
(S 17)
In the kingdom of the lotus of the heart EoS
Love chanting its pure hymeneal hymn
280 Made life and body mirrors of sacred joy
And all the emotions gave themselves to God.
In the navel lotus’ broad imperial range
Its proud ambitions and its master lusts
Were tamed into instruments of a great calm sway
285 To do a work of God on earthly soil.
(S 18)
In the narrow nether centre’s petty parts EoS
Its childish game of daily dwarf desires
Was changed into a sweet and boisterous play,
A romp of little gods with life in Time.
(S 19)
290 In the deep place where once the Serpent slept,
There came a grip on Matter’s giant powers
For large utilities in life’s little space;
A firm ground was made for Heaven’s descending might.
(S 20)
Behind all reigned her sovereign deathless soul:
295 Casting aside its veil of Ignorance,
Allied to gods and cosmic beings and powers
It built the harmony of its human state;
Surrendered into the great World-Mother’s hands
Only she obeyed her sole supreme behest
300 In the enigma of the Inconscient’s world.
(S 21)
A secret soul behind supporting all EoS
Is master and witness of our ignorant life,
Admits the Person’s look and Nature’s role.
(S 22)
But once the hidden doors are flung apart
305 Then the veiled king steps out in Nature’s front;
A Light comes down into the Ignorance,
Its heavy painful knot loosens its grasp:
The mind becomes a mastered instrument
And life a hue and figure of the soul.
(S 23)
310 All happily grows towards knowledge and towards bliss.
(S 24)
A divine Puissance then takes Nature’s place EoS
And pushes the movements of our body and mind;
Possessor of our passionate hopes and dreams,
The beloved despot of our thoughts and acts,
315 She streams into us with her unbound force,
Into mortal limbs the Immortal’s rapture and power.
(S 25)
An inner law of beauty shapes our lives;
Our words become the natural speech of Truth,
Each thought is a ripple on a sea of Light.
(S 26)
320 Then sin and virtue leave the cosmic lists ; EoS
They struggle no more in our delivered hearts:
Our acts chime with God’s simple natural good
Or serve the rule of a supernal Right.
(S 27)
All moods unlovely, evil and untrue EoS
325 Forsake their stations in fierce disarray
And hide their shame in the subconscient’s dusk
(S 28)
Then lifts the mind a cry of victory:
“O soul, my soul, we have created Heaven,
Within we have found the kingdom here of God,
330 His fortress built in a loud ignorant world.
(S 29)
Our life is entrenched between two rivers of Light,
We have turned space into a gulf of peace
And made the body a Capitol of bliss.
(S 30)
What more, what more, if more must still be done?”
(S 31)
335 In the slow process of the evolving spirit,
In the brief stade between a death and birth
A first perfection’s stage is reached at last;
Out of the wood and stone of our nature’s stuff
A temple is shaped where the high gods could live.
(S 32)
340 Even if the struggling world is left outside EoS
One man’s perfection still can save the world.
(S 33)
There is won a new proximity to the skies,
A first betrothal of the Earth to Heaven,
A deep concordat between Truth and Life:
345 A camp of God is pitched in human time.