Have I retained more than a minute part, A wandering mote of all I once had been, The protecting light in which my spirit grown Full with all the glory it had seen And the memory of stars I once had known?
I heard a call within the silent heart That woke my soul from its long reverie, One came to me most terrible, most sweet And made my life and future lives to be A living base on which to place Her feet.
Nature in her wise and varied art Attuned my eyes to beauty, God the rest, A music waits its moment close above, *The sacred gardens soon shall manifest Now all the earth by Her is charged with love.
-------------------- *The gardens surrounding the Matrimandir at the centre of Auroville.
Poems Undated (1727)
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