Upon the crested wave my prayer resounds And in the susurration of the leaves, Burns with the stars in their mute nocturnal rounds And soars aloft on the scented morning's breeze.
Still petals of the flowering soul within Reflect the light of a deity so fair Descending on the fragrance of tuberose and jasmine He enters in silence perfuming the sanctified air.
All moves towards this hidden core of peace; Renewed, the questing spirit deeper goes To realms where all our worldly actions cease. A piercing ray of wisdom downward flows
To charge the mind with vast celestial speech And words transcendent beyond thought's utmost reach.
On hearing Sri Aurobindo's voice say softly to me "Go Deeper"
Poems Undated (1727)
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