The Little Ego

A poem by Sri Aurobindo

The Little Ego

This puppet ego the World-Mother made,
This little profiteer of Nature's works,
Her trust in his life-tenancy betrayed,
Makes claim on claim, all debt to her he shirks.

Each movement of our life our ego fills;
Inwoven in each thread of being's weft,
When most we vaunt our selflessness, it steals
A sordid part; no corner void is left.

One way lies free, our heart and soul to give,
Our body and mind to Thee and every cell,
And steeped in Thy world-infinity to live.
Then lost in light, shall fade the ignoble spell.

Nature, of her rebellion quit, shall be
A breath of the spirit's vast serenity.

Part VII : Pondicherry (Circa 1927-1947) > Sonnets from Manuscripts (Circa 1934-1947)

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@@ -7,9 +7,9 @@ Each movement of our life our ego fills;
 Inwoven in each thread of being's weft,
 When most we vaunt our selflessness, it steals
 A sordid part; no corner void is left.
-One way lies free our heart and soul to give,
+One way lies free, our heart and soul to give,
 Our body and mind to Thee and every cell,
 And steeped in Thy world-infinity to live.
 Then lost in light, shall fade the ignoble spell.
 Nature, of her rebellion quit, shall be
-A breath of the Spirit's vast serenity.
+A breath of the spirit's vast serenity.