(1960,1,'2021-11-23 17:58:41','2021-11-23 17:58:41','<!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC \"-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.0 Transitional//EN\">\r\n<html xmlns:v=\"urn:schemas-microsoft-com:vml\"\r\nxmlns:o=\"urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office\"\r\nxmlns:w=\"urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:word\"\r\nxmlns:st1=\"urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags\"\r\nxmlns=\"http://www.w3.org/TR/REC-html40\">\r\n\r\n<head>\r\n<meta http-equiv=Content-Type content=\"text/html; charset=iso-8859-1\">\r\n<title>The Language Problem and India </title>\r\n</head>\r\n\r\n<body lang=EN-US link=blue vlink=blue style=\'tab-interval:.5in\'>\r\n\r\n<table border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" width=\"100%\">\r\n	<tr>\r\n		<td>\r\n\r\n<div class=Section1> \r\n\r\n<p align=right style=\"text-align:center; margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\"><b>\r\n<font size=\"4\">The Language Problem and </font></b><st1:country-region><st1:place><b>\r\n<font size=\"4\">India</font></b></st1:place></st1:country-region></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">ENGLISH and French are the two languages that hold and\r\nexpress today the culture of humanity at its best and at its largest. They are\r\nthe two international languages <span lang=EN-GB style=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>recognised</span>\r\nas such and indispensable for all international dealings: and although to be\r\ninternationally minded one would do better to possess both, still as it stands\r\nat present, they appeal to two different groups, each :in its own way and each\r\nhas its hemisphere where it is prevalent, almost as a second mother tongue.\r\nGeographically, America and the British Commonwealth (including India) belong\r\nto the English sphere, while the European continent, South America and a good\r\nhalf of Canada are more at home in French. In <st1:place>Asia</st1:place>, the\r\neastern part took more to English, while the western part (<st1:country-region><st1:place>Turkey</st1:place></st1:country-region>,\r\n<st1:country-region><st1:place>Syria</st1:place></st1:country-region>, even <st1:country-region><st1:place>Persia</st1:place></st1:country-region>\r\nand <st1:country-region><st1:place>Afghanistan</st1:place></st1:country-region>)\r\nseem to lean more towards French.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:11.5pt; margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">Almost till the end of the last century\r\nFrench was the language of culture all over <st1:place>Europe</st1:place>. It\r\nwas taught there as part of liberal education in all the countries and a\r\nsojourn in <st1:country-region><st1:place>France</st1:place></st1:country-region>\r\nwas considered necessary to complete the course. Those who were interested in\r\nhuman culture and wished to <span lang=EN-GB style=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>specialise</span>\r\nin <i>belles <span class=SpellE>lettres</span></i> had to cultivate more or\r\nless an intimate acquaintance with the Gallic Minerva. English has since risen\r\nto eminence, due to the far-flung political and commercial net that the nation\r\nhas spread; it has become almost an indispensable instrument for communication\r\nbetween races that are non-English and far from <st1:country-region><st1:place>England</st1:place></st1:country-region>.\r\nOnce upon a time it was said of a European that he had two countries, his own\r\nand <st1:country-region><st1:place>France</st1:place></st1:country-region>;\r\ntoday it can be said with equal or even more truth that a citizen of the modern\r\nworld has two mother tongues, his own and English.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-indent:11.5pt; margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">Even then, even though French has been ousted from the<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<div style=\'border:none;border-bottom:solid black 1.0pt;mso-border-bottom-alt:\r\nsolid black .75pt;padding:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in\'>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\"text-align:center; text-indent:11.5pt; padding:0in; border-style:none; margin-bottom:0;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;\r\n\'>Page - 284</span></p>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">market-place, it holds still a place of <span lang=EN-GB\r\nstyle=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>honour </span>in the cultural world, among the elite\r\nand the intelligentsia. I have said French rules the continent of <st1:place>Europe</st1:place>.\r\nIndeed even now an intellectual on <span class=GramE>the ,continent</span>\r\nfeels more at ease in French and would prefer to have the French version of a\r\ntheme or work rather than the English. Indeed we may say in fact that the two\r\nlanguages appeal to two types of mentality, each expressing a\r\ncharacteristically different version of the same original truth or fact or\r\nstatement. If you wish to have your ideas on a subject clear, rational and\r\nunambiguous, you must go to French. French is the language par excellence\r\nof law and logic. Mental presentation, as neat and transparent as possibly can\r\nbe is the special aid French language brings to you. But precisely because it\r\nis intellectually so clear, and neat, it has often to avoid or leave out\r\ncertain shades and nuances or even themes which do not go easily into its\r\nlogical frame. English is <span lang=EN-GB style=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>marvellous</span>\r\nin this respect, that being an illogical language it is more supple and pliant\r\nand rich and through its structural ambiguities can catch and reflect or\r\nindicate ideas and realities, rhythms and tones that are supra-rational.\r\nFrench, as it has been pointed out by French writers themselves, is less rich\r\nin synonyms than English. There each word has a very definite and limited (or\r\nlimiting) connotation, and words cannot be readily interchanged. English, on\r\nthe other hand, has a richer, almost a luxuriant vocabulary, not only in\r\nrespect of the number of words, but also in the matter of variation in the\r\nmeaning a given word conveys. Of course, <span style=\'font-family:\"Arial Narrow\"\'>double\r\n</span>entendre or suggestiveness is a quality or capacity that all\r\nlanguages that claim a status must possess; it is necessary to express\r\nsomething of the human consciousness. Still, in French that quality has a\r\nlimited, if judicious and artistic application; in English it is a wild growth.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:11.5pt; margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">\r\nFrench expresses better human psychology, while meta-physical realities find a \r\nmore congenial home in the English language. This is not to say that the English \r\nare born meta-physicians and that the French are in the same manner natural \r\npsychologists. This is merely to indicate a general trait or possible capacity \r\nof the respective languages. The English or the English language can hold no \r\ncandle to the German race or the German language in the matter of metaphysical \r\nabstruseness. </p>\r\n\r\n<div style=\'border:none;border-bottom:solid black 1.0pt;mso-border-bottom-alt:\r\nsolid black .75pt;padding:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in\'>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\"text-align:center; padding:0in; border-style:none; margin-bottom:0;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;\r\n\'>Page - 285</span></p>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">German is rigid, ponderous, if recondite. English is\r\nmore flexible and has been used and can be used with great felicity by the\r\nmystic and the metaphysician. The insular English with regard to his language\r\nand letters have been more open to external influences; they have benefited by\r\ntheir wide contact with other peoples and races and cultures.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:11.5pt; margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">The stamp of mental clarity and neat\r\npsychological or introspective analysis in the French language has been its\r\nasset and a characteristic capacity from the time of Descartes - through <span\r\nclass=SpellE>Malebranche</span> and Voltaire and the <span class=SpellE>Encyclopaedists</span>\r\n- right down to <span class=SpellE>Bergson</span>. The English are not by\r\nnature meta-physicians, in spite of the <span class=SpellE>Metaphysicals</span>:\r\nbut greatness has been thrust upon them. The strain of Celtic mysticism and\r\ncontact with Indian spiritual lore have given the language a higher tension, a\r\ndeeper and longer breath, a greater expressive capacity in that direction.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:12.25pt; margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">But French seems to have made ample\r\namends for this deficiency (in the matter of variety of experiences especially\r\nin the supra-rational religions) by developing a quality which is peculiar to\r\nits turn of psychological curiosity and secular understanding - a refined\r\nsensibility, a subtle sensitiveness, an alert and vibrant perception that puts\r\nit in contact with the in­ner (even though not so much the higher) almost the\r\nhidden and occult movements of life. That is how mysticism-<span\r\nclass=SpellE>fa</span> mystique - comes by a back door as it were into the\r\nFrench language.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:11.5pt; margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">It seems natural for the English\r\nlanguage to dwell on such heights of spiritual or metaphysical experience as\r\nA.E. gives us:</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:11.5pt; margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; margin-right:0in; margin-left:1in; \r\nmargin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">A spirit of\r\nunfettered will</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; margin-right:0in; margin-left:1in; \r\nmargin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">Through light and\r\ndarkness moving still</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; margin-right:0in; margin-left:1in; \r\nmargin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">Within the All to\r\nfind its own,</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; margin-right:0in; margin-left:1in; \r\nmargin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">To be immortal\r\nand alone.<span style=\'font-family:\"Luxi Serif\"\'>¹</span></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; margin-bottom:0;\r\ntext-indent:.15in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">It can dare even such mystic summits\r\nwhich Sri <span class=SpellE>Aurobindo</span> discloses:</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; margin-bottom:0;\r\ntext-indent:.15in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; margin-right:0in; margin-left:1in; \r\nmargin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">Earth is\r\nnow girdled with trance and Heaven is put round</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; margin-right:0in; margin-left:1in; \r\nmargin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">her for\r\nvesture.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; margin-right:0in; margin-left:1in; \r\nmargin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">Wings that\r\nare brilliant with fate sleep at Eternity\'s gate.<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; margin-bottom:0;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\"><span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;font-family:\"Luxi Serif\"\'>¹</span><span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt\'> &quot;Endurance&quot;.</span><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<div style=\'border:none;border-bottom:solid black 1.0pt;mso-border-bottom-alt:\r\nsolid black .75pt;padding:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in\'>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\"text-align:center; padding:0in; border-style:none; margin-bottom:0;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;\r\n\'>Page - 286</span></p>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"margin-right:0in; margin-left:1in; \r\nmargin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">Time waits, vacant, the\r\nLightning that kindles, the Word that transfigures:</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"margin-right:0in; margin-left:1in; \r\nmargin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">Space is a stillness of God\r\nbuilding his earthly abode. <span style=\'font-family:\"Luxi Serif\"\'>¹</span></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"margin-right:0in; margin-left:1in; \r\nmargin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"margin-bottom:0;text-indent:.15in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">But French too in her own inimitable way gives us <span class=SpellE>glimpsesof</span>\r\na beyond and <span class=SpellE>otherwhere</span>, as in these well-known lines\r\nof Baudelaire: </p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"margin-right:0in; margin-left:1in; \r\nmargin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"margin-right:0in; margin-left:1in; \r\nmargin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">II <span class=SpellE>est</span>\r\ndes <span class=SpellE>parfums</span> <span class=SpellE>frais</span> <span\r\nclass=SpellE>comme</span> des chairs d\' <span class=SpellE>enfants</span>,</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"margin-right:0in; margin-left:1in; \r\nmargin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\"><span class=SpellE>Doux</span>\r\n<span class=SpellE>comme</span> les <span class=SpellE>hautbois</span>, <span\r\nclass=SpellE>verts</span> <span class=SpellE>comme</span> les prairies,</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"margin-right:0in; margin-left:1in; \r\nmargin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">- Et <span class=SpellE>d\'autres</span>,\r\n<span class=SpellE>corrompus</span>, riches et <span class=SpellE>triomphants</span>,</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"margin-right:0in; margin-left:1in; \r\nmargin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\"><span class=SpellE>Ayant</span>\r\n<span class=SpellE>l\'expansion</span> des chases infinies,<span\r\nstyle=\'font-family:\"Luxi Serif\"\'>¹</span></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">or this exquisite passage reverberating with the sense of\r\nawe and intimacy in the presence of the infinite unknown:</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; margin-right:0in; margin-left:1in; \r\nmargin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">O Conscience\r\nimmobile et <span class=SpellE>sereine</span>, <span class=SpellE>Tu</span> <span\r\nclass=SpellE>veilles</span> aux <span class=SpellE>confins</span> <span\r\nclass=SpellE>du</span> monde <span class=SpellE>comme</span> un sphinx d\' <span\r\nclass=SpellE><span style=\'font-family:\"Luxi Serif\"\'>é</span>ternit<span\r\nstyle=\'font-family:\"Luxi Serif\"\'>é</span>. Et pourtant <span style=\'font-family:\"Luxi Serif\"\'>à</span>\r\ncertains Tu livres Ton secret. lIs peuvent devenir Ton vouloir souverain, qui choisit sans pr<span style=\'font-family:\r\n\"Luxi Serif\"\'>é</span>f<span style=\'font-family:\"Luxi Serif\"\'>é</span>rer,\r\nexecute sans d<span style=\'font-family:\"Luxi Serif\"\'>é</span>sirer.<span\r\nstyle=\'font-family:\"Luxi Serif\"\'>³</span></span></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; margin-bottom:0;\r\ntext-indent:.15in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">In other words, we can say in a somewhat\r\ncrudely general manner, in <span class=SpellE>grosso</span> <span\r\nclass=SpellE>modo</span>, that if English soars high, French dives within;\r\nif English is capable of scaling the heavens of the spirit, French enters as\r\neasily into the intimacies of the soul (lime). It is these intimacies or\r\nsoul touches that form as it were the inner lining to the mental clarities that\r\ngive French its external structure; while in English as a counterpart to its\r\nspiritual attitudes we meet on the hither side a luxuriant objectivity of sense\r\nperception. Thus the two languages are in a way strangely complementary, and in\r\na perfect human culture both have to be equally attended to, given equal\r\nimportance if completeness or integrality is our aim.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"margin:0 0in; mso-line-height-alt:7.9pt; line-height:150%\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"margin:0 0in; text-indent:13.7pt; mso-line-height-alt:7.9pt; line-height:150%\"><span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;font-family:\"Luxi Serif\"\'>¹</span><span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt\'> &quot;Trance of Waiting&quot;, Collected Poems and\r\nPlays, Vol. II, p. 363.</span></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-indent:13.7pt; margin-bottom:0;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:7.9pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\"><span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;font-family:\"Luxi Serif\"\'>²</span><span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt\'> &quot;<span\r\nstyle=\"font-size:10pt;\">Correspondances&quot;.</span></span></p><span\r\nstyle=\"font-size:10pt;\">\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-indent:13.7pt; margin-bottom:0;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:7.9pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\"><span style=\'font-size:10.0pt\'>&quot;There are\r\nperfumes fresh like the flesh of children, sweet like the haut-boy,</span></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-indent:13.7pt; margin-bottom:0;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:7.9pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\"><span style=\'font-size:10.0pt\'>green like the\r\nprairies Others there are corrupt, rich and triumphant</span></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-indent:13.7pt; margin-bottom:0;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:7.9pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\"><span style=\'font-size:10.0pt\'>possessing the\r\nexpansion of things infinite.&quot;</span></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-indent:13.7pt; margin-bottom:0;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:7.9pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\"><span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;font-family:\"Luxi Serif\"\'>³</span><span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt\'> La Mere, Prieres\r\net Meditations, 10 November 1914.</span></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:13.7pt; margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:7.9pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\"><span style=\'font-size:10.0pt\'>&quot;O\r\nserene and immobile Consciousness, Thou watchest on\r\nthe boundaries of the world like a sphinx of eternity. And yet to some Thou givest out Thy secret. They can become Thy sovereign will\r\nwhich chooses without preference and executes without desire.&quot;</span><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<div style=\'border:none;border-bottom:solid black 1.0pt;mso-border-bottom-alt:\r\nsolid black .75pt;padding:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in\'>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\"text-align:center; text-indent:13.7pt; padding:0in; border-style:none; margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:7.9pt;mso-border-bottom-alt:\r\nsolid black .75pt;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page - 287</span></p>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\"text-align:center; margin-bottom:0;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.1pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\"><b>II</b></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.1pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n	</span>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:10.1pt; margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">French and English being given the\r\nplace of <span lang=EN-GB style=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>honour</span>, now\r\nthe question is with regard to the vernacular of those who do not speak either\r\nof these languages. We have to distinguish two categories of languages:\r\nnational and international. French and English being considered international\r\nlanguages par excellence, the others remain as national languages, but\r\ntheir importance need not be <span lang=EN-GB style=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>minimised</span>\r\nthereby. First of all, along with the two major international languages, there\r\nmay be a few others that can be called secondary or subsidiary international\r\nlanguages according as they grow and acquire a higher status. Thus Russian, or\r\nan Asiatic, even an Indian language may attain that position, because of wide\r\nextension or inherent value of popularity or for some other reason. Indeed, a\r\nnational language cultivated and enriched by its nationals can force itself on\r\nthe world\'s attention and fairly become a world language. <span class=SpellE>Tagore</span>\r\nwas able to give that kind of world importance to the Bengali language.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:12.25pt; margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">It may be questioned whether too many\r\nlanguages are not imposed on us in this way and whether it will not mean in the\r\nend a Babel and inefficiency. It need not be so and it is not going to be so.\r\nWe must remember the age we are in, its composite structure, its polyphonic\r\nnature. In the ancient and <span lang=EN-GB style=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>mediaeval</span>\r\nages, the ages of separatism and exclusiveness of clans and tribes and regions,\r\neven in the later age of the states and nations, the individual\r\ngroup-consciousness was strong and sedulously fostered. Languages and\r\nliterature grew and developed more or less independently and with equal <span\r\nlang=EN-GB style=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>vigour</span>, although always\r\nthrough some kind of give and take. But the modern world has been made so\r\ninextricably one, ease of communication and free interchange have obliterated\r\nthe separating boundaries, not only geographical but psychological. The modern\r\nconsciousness has so developed and is so circumstanced that one can very easily\r\nbe bi-lingual or even trilingual: indeed one has to be so, speaking and writing\r\nwith equal felicity not only one\'s mother tongue but one or more adopted\r\ntongues. Modern culture means that.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-indent:12.25pt; margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">Naturally I am referring to the educated or cultured\r\nstratum<span\r\nstyle=\"font-size:10pt;\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<div style=\'border:none;border-bottom:solid black 1.0pt;mso-border-bottom-alt:\r\nsolid black .75pt;padding:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in\'>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\"text-align:center; padding:0in; border-style:none; margin-bottom:0;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;\r\n\'>Page - 288</span></p>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n	</span>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; margin-bottom:0;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:7.9pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">of humanity, the <span class=SpellE><span\r\nstyle=\'font-family:\"Luxi Serif\"\'>é</span>lite. This\r\nrestriction, however, does not vitiate or nullify our position. The major part\r\nof humanity is bound and confined to the soil where they are born and brought\r\nup. Their needs do not go beyond the assistance of their vernacular. A liberal\r\neducation, extending even to the masses, may and does include acquaintance with\r\none or two foreign languages, especially in these days, but in fact it turns\r\nout to be only a nodding acquaintance, a secondary and marginal acquisition.\r\nWhen Latin was the lingua franca in Europe or Sanskrit in India, it was the <span style=\'font-family:\"Luxi Serif\"\'>é</span>lite,\r\nthe intelligentsia, the Brahmin, the clerc,\r\nwho were the trustees and guardians of the language. That position has\r\nvirtually been taken in modern times, as I have said, by English and French.</span></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:12.95pt; margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">The cultivation of a world language\r\nneed not mean a neglect or discouragement of the national or regional language.\r\nBetween the two instead of there being a relation of competition there can be a\r\nrelation of mutual aid and helpfulness. The world language can influence the\r\nlocal language in the way of its growth and development and can itself be\r\ninfluenced and enriched in the process. The history of the relation of English\r\nand the Indian languages, especially Bengali, is an instance in point.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; margin-bottom:0;\r\ntext-indent:.15in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">A question has been raised with regard\r\nto the extent of that influence, involving a very crucial problem: the problem\r\nof Indian writers in English. <span style=\'font-weight:medium\'>It</span><b> </b>is\r\nsaid Indians have become clever writers in English because of English\r\ndomination. Now that India is free and that domination gone, the need of\r\nEnglish will be felt less and less and finally it may even totally disappear\r\nfrom the Indian field. What has become of the Persian language in India? There\r\nwere any numbers of Indian writers in Persian but with the disappearance of the\r\nMuslim rule the supremacy, even the influence of that imperial language has\r\ndisappeared. At the most English may remain as the necessary medium for\r\ninternational affairs, cultivated, that is to say, just <span lang=EN-GB\r\nstyle=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>learnt</span> by a comparatively few for the\r\nminimum business transaction. The heart of the country cannot express itself in\r\nthat foreign tongue and no literature of the Indo-<span class=SpellE>Anglian</span>\r\ntype can grow permanently here.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">But this\r\nis judging the present or the future by the past. Mankind is no longer\r\nexclusively or even mainly national in<span\r\nstyle=\"font-size:10pt;\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<div style=\'border:none;border-bottom:solid black 1.0pt;mso-border-bottom-alt:\r\nsolid black .75pt;padding:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in\'>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\"text-align:center; padding:0in; border-style:none; margin-bottom:0;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;\r\n\'>Page - 289</span></p>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n	</span>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">its outlook; it cannot remain so if it is to progress, to\r\ntake the next step in evolution. We say if mankind overpasses the nationalistic\r\nstage and attains something of the international consciousness and disposition,\r\nit would be possible and even natural for a few at least among the educated to\r\nexpress themselves in and through the wider world language, not merely as an\r\ninstrument of business deal, but as a vehicle of literary and aesthetic\r\ncreation.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:12.25pt; margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">There are certain external\r\n-social and political -circumstances in existence today and will be more and\r\nmore in evidence perhaps with the lapse of time which tend to corroborate and\r\nstrengthen that possibility. A language <span lang=EN-GB style=\'mso-ansi-language:\r\nEN-GB\'>learnt</span> for commercial or diplomatic transaction cannot remain\r\nlimited to that function. Those who intend merely to learn may end very\r\nprobably by cultivating it. And then it has been suggested that in the march of\r\nevolution towards world unity, there is likely to be an intermediate stage or\r\nrung where nations with special affinities or common interests will group\r\ntogether forming larger collectivities: there will be free associations of free\r\nnations, the Commonwealth as it has been termed. If India is to link herself\r\nspecially to the English-speaking group, the English language will not cease to\r\nbe an acquaintance but continue to be or develop into a very good friend.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:12.25pt; margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">It may be argued that a foreign\r\nlanguage, in order that it may be the medium of literary expression even for\r\nthe few, must have some living contact with the many, the people themselves.\r\nSome kind of atmosphere is needed where the few can breathe and live the\r\nlanguage they adopt. Even for an individual when he takes to a foreign tongue,\r\nit is necessary in order to be perfectly at home and master in that language\r\nthat he should live sometime (seven years is the minimum given by a French\r\ncritic) in the country of the language adopted. In India, now that the British\r\nare gone, how can that atmosphere or influence be maintained? English letters\r\nmay yet flourish here for a few years, because of the atmosphere created in the\r\npast but they are sure to dwindle and fade away like flowers on a plant without\r\nany roots in a sustaining soil. Indeed English was never a flowering from the\r\nmother soil, it was something imposed from above, at best grafted from outside.\r\nCircumstances have changed and we cannot hope to <span class=SpellE>eternalise</span>\r\nit.<span\r\nstyle=\"font-size:10pt;\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<div style=\'border:none;border-bottom:solid black 1.0pt;mso-border-bottom-alt:\r\nsolid black .75pt;padding:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in\'>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\"text-align:center; text-indent:12.25pt; padding:0in; border-style:none; margin-bottom:0;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;\r\n\'>Page - 290</span></p>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n	</span>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:12.25pt; margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">We repeat what we have\r\nsuggested, a national language flowers in one way, an international language\r\nflowers in another way. The atmosphere if not the soil, will be, in the new\r\ninternational consciousness, the inner life of mankind. That will become a more\r\nand more vivid, living and concrete reality. And minds open to it, soaked in it\r\nwill find it quite natural to express themselves in a language that embodies\r\nthat spirit. In this way, even though English might have lost a good deal of\r\nits external dominion in India, can still retain psychologically its living\r\nreality there, in minds that form as it were the vanguard of a new\r\ninternational age, with just the minimum amount of support needed from external\r\ncircumstances and these are and may be available. And it would not be\r\nsurprising, if not only English but French too in a similar way finds her\r\nvotaries from among the international set in our country.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\"margin-bottom:0;text-indent:.15in;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">All this, we repeat again, need not be and will not be at the cost of\r\nthe national language or languages, rather the contrary.<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\"font-size:10pt;\">\r\n\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\"text-align:center; padding:0in; border-style:none; margin-bottom:0;\r\ntext-indent:.15in;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;\r\n\'>Page &#8211; 291<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<div align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:\r\ncenter;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in\'>\r\n\r\n<hr size=2 width=\"100%\" align=center>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n    <p align=right style=\"text-align:right; padding:0in; border-style:none; margin-bottom:0;\r\ntext-indent:.15in;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;mso-border-bottom-alt:\r\nsolid black .75pt;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\"><i><a\r\nhref=\"-01-Index\"><span style=\'text-decoration:none;text-underline:\r\nnone\'></span><span style=\'text-decoration:none;text-underline:\r\nnone\'><a href=\"-00_Ccontent\"><img border=0 width=35 height=45 id=\"_x0000_i1027\"\r\nsrc=\"/Nolini/Volume-2/_Gif_Image/home03a.gif\"></a></span></i></a></p>\r\n\r\n\r\n	</span>\r\n		</td>\r\n	</tr>\r\n</table>\r\n</body>\r\n\r\n</html>','-44_The Language Problem and India','','publish','closed','open','','44_the-language-problem-and-india','','','2021-11-23 17:58:41','2021-11-23 17:58:41','',0,'http://collectedworksofnolinikantagupta.com/index.php/2021/11/23/44_the-language-problem-and-india/',0,'post','',0),(1961,1,'2021-11-23 17:58:41','2021-11-23 17:58:41','<!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC \"-//W3C//DTD HTML 3.2//EN\">\r\n<HTML>\r\n<HEAD>\r\n	<META HTTP-EQUIV=\"CONTENT-TYPE\" CONTENT=\"text/html; charset=utf-8\">\r\n	<TITLE>Aldous\r\nHuxley: &quot;The Perennial Philosophy</TITLE>\r\n	\r\n</HEAD>\r\n<BODY LANG=\"en\">\r\n<table border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" width=\"100%\">\r\n	<tr>\r\n		<td>\r\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><B>\r\n<font size=\"4\">Aldous\r\nHuxley: &quot;The Perennial Philosophy&quot;</font></B></p>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:2.78cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>THIS\r\nlatest work of Aldous Huxley is a collection of sayings of sages and\r\nsaints and philosophers from all over the world and of all times. The\r\nsayings are arranged under several heads such as &quot;That art\r\nThou&quot;, &quot;The Nature of the Ground&quot;, &quot;Divine\r\nIncarnation&quot;, &quot;Self-Knowledge&quot;, &quot;Silence&quot;,\r\n&quot;Faith&quot; etc., which clearly give an idea of the contents\r\nand also of the &quot;Neo-Brahmin\'s&quot; own personal preoccupation.\r\nThere is also a running commentary, rather a note on each saying,\r\nmeant to elucidate and explain, naturally from the compiler\'s\r\nstandpoint, what is obviously addressed to the initiate.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.38cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>A similar compilation was published in the <I>Arya,\r\n</I>called <I>The Eternal Wisdom (Les Paroles <FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&Eacute;</FONT>ternelles,\r\n</I>in French) a portion of which appeared later on in book-form:\r\nthat was more elaborate, the contents were arranged in such a way\r\nthat no comments were needed, they were self-explanatory, divided as\r\nthey were in chapters and sections and subsections with proper\r\nheadings, the whole thing put in a logical and organised sequence.\r\nHuxley\'s compilation begins under the title of the Upanishadic text\r\n&quot;That art Thou&quot; with this saying of Eckhart: &quot;The more\r\nGod is in all things, the more He is outside them. The more He is\r\nwithin, the more without&quot;. It will be interesting to note that\r\nthe <I>Arya </I>compilation too starts with the same idea under the\r\ntitle &quot;The God of All; the God who is in All&quot;, the first\r\nquotation being from Philolaus, &quot;The Universe is a Unity&quot;.\r\n<I>The Eternal Wisdom </I>has an introduction called &quot;The Song\r\nof Wisdom&quot; which begins with this saying from the Book of\r\nWisdom: &quot;We fight to win sublime Wisdom; therefore men call us\r\nwarriors&quot;.</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; text-indent:0.38cm; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 131</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.5cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Huxley gives only one quotation from Sri Aurobindo under\r\nthe heading &quot;God in the World&quot;. Here it is:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.38cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>&quot;The touch of Earth is always reinvigorating to the\r\nson of Earth, even when he seeks a supraphysical Knowledge. It may\r\neven be said that the supraphysical can only be really mastered in\r\nits fullness – to its heights we can always reach – when we keep\r\nour feet firmly on the physical. \'Earth is His footing\' says the\r\nUpanishad, whenever it images the Self that manifests in the\r\nuniverse.&quot; Huxley\'s commentary is as follows:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.42cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>&quot; \'To its heights we can always come.\' For those of\r\nus who are still splashing about in the lower ooze, the phrase has a\r\nrather ironical ring. Nevertheless, in the light of even the most\r\ndistant acquaintance with the heights and the fullness, it is\r\npossible to understand what its author means. To discover the Kingdom\r\nof God exclusively within oneself is easier than to discover it, not\r\nonly there, but also in the outer worlds of minds and things and\r\nliving creatures. It is easier because the heights within reveal\r\nthemselves to those who are ready to exclude from their purview all\r\nthat lies without. And though this exclusion may be a painful and\r\nmortificatory process, the fact remains that it is less arduous than\r\nthe process of inclusion, by which we come to know the fullness as\r\nwell as the heights of spiritual life. Where there is exclusive\r\nconcentration on the heights within, temptations and distractions are\r\navoided and there is a general denial and suppression. But when the\r\nhope is to know God inclusively – to realise the divine Ground in\r\nthe world as well as in the soul, temptations and distractions must\r\nnot be avoided, but submitted to and used as opportunities for\r\nadvance; there must be no suppression of outward-turning activities,\r\nbut a transformation of them so that they become sacramental.&quot;</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.41cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>The neatness of the commentary cannot be improved upon.\r\nOnly with regard to the &quot;ironical ring&quot; of which Huxley\r\nspeaks, it has just to be pointed out, as he himself seems to\r\nunderstand, that the &quot;we&quot; referred to in the phrase does\r\nnot mean humanity in general that \'splashes about in the lower ooze\'\r\nbut those who have a sufficiently developed inner spiritual life.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.38cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>There is a quotation from Lao Tzu put under the heading\r\n&quot;Grace and Free Will&quot;: &quot;It was when the Great Way\r\ndeclined that human kindness and morality arose&quot;.</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; text-indent:0.38cm; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 132</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.35cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>We fear Mr. Huxley has completely missed the point of\r\nthe cryptic sentence. He seems to take it as meaning that human\r\nkindness and morality are a means to the recovery of the Lost\r\nWay-although codes of ethics and deliberate choices are not\r\nsufficient in themselves, they are only a second best, yet they mark\r\nthe rise of self-consciousness and have to be utilised to pass on\r\ninto the unitive knowledge that is Tao. This explanation or\r\namplification seems to us somewhat confused and irrelevant to the\r\nidea expressed in the apophthegm. What is stated here is much simpler\r\nand transparent. It is this that when the Divine is absent and the\r\ndivine Knowledge, then comes in man with his human mental knowledge:\r\nit is man\'s humanity that clouds the Divine and to reach the\' Divine\r\none must reject the human values, all the moralities, <I>salva\r\ndharm<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">Ä</FONT>n, </I>seek only the Divine.\r\nThe lesser way lies through the dualities, good and evil, the Great\r\nWay is beyond them and cannot be limited or measured by the relative\r\nstandards. Especially in the modern age we see the decline and almost\r\nthe disappearance of the Greater Light and instead a thousand smaller\r\nlights are lighted which vainly strive to dispel the gathering\r\ndarkness. These do not help, they are false lights and men are apt to\r\ncling to them, shutting their eyes to the true one which is not that\r\nthat one worships here and now, <I>nedam yadidam up<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">Ä</FONT>sate.</I></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.35cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>There is a beautiful quotation from the Chinese sage, Wu\r\nCh\'<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&ecirc;</FONT>ng-<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&ecirc;</FONT>n,\r\nregarding the doubtful utility of written Scriptures:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.39cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>&quot;&#39;Listen to this!&#39; shouted Monkey. &#39;After all the trouble we had getting here from China, and after you specially\r\nordered that we were to be given the scriptures, Ananda and Kasyapa\r\nmade a fraudulent delivery of goods. They gave us blank copies to\r\ntake away; I ask you, what is the good of that to us?\' \'You needn\'t\r\nshout,\' said the Buddha, smiling. \'As a matter of fact, it is such\r\nblank scrolls as these that are the true scriptures. But I quite see\r\nthat the people of China are too foolish and ignorant to believe\r\nthis, so there is nothing for it but to give them copies with some\r\nwriting on.\' &quot;</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.38cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>A sage can smile and smile delightfully! The parable\r\nillustrates the well-known Biblical phrase, \'the letter killeth, but\r\nthe spirit giveth life\'. The monkey is symbolical of the ignorant,\r\narrogant, fussy human mind. There is another Buddhistic</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; text-indent:0.38cm; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 133</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>story\r\nabout the monkey quoted in the book and it is as delightful; but\r\nbeing somewhat long, we cannot reproduce it here. It tells how the\r\nmind-monkey is terribly agile, quick, clever, competent, moving\r\nlightning-fast, imagining that it can easily go to the end of the\r\nworld, to Paradise itself, to Brahmic status. But alas! when he\r\nthought he was speeding straight like a rocket or an arrow and arrive\r\nright at the target, he found that he was spinning like a top at the\r\nsame spot, and what he very likely took to be the very fragrance of\r\nthe topmost supreme heaven was nothing but the aroma of his own\r\nurine.</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 134</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\">\r\n<a href=\"-00_Ccontent\"><img src=\"/Nolini/Volume-2/_Gif_Image/home03a.gif\" width=\"40\" height=\"52\" border=\"0\"></a></P>\r\n<div align=\"right\"> \r\n	<p style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"> </div>\r\n		</td>\r\n	</tr>\r\n</table>\r\n</BODY>\r\n</HTML>','-16_Aldous Huxley','','publish','closed','open','','16_aldous-huxley','','','2021-11-23 17:58:41','2021-11-23 17:58:41','',0,'http://collectedworksofnolinikantagupta.com/index.php/2021/11/23/16_aldous-huxley/',0,'post','',0),(1962,1,'2021-11-23 17:58:41','2021-11-23 17:58:41','<!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC \"-//W3C//DTD HTML 3.2//EN\">\r\n<HTML>\r\n<HEAD>\r\n	<META HTTP-EQUIV=\"CONTENT-TYPE\" CONTENT=\"text/html; charset=utf-8\">\r\n	<TITLE></TITLE>\r\n	<META NAME=\"GENERATOR\" CONTENT=\"Namo WebEditor v4.0\">\r\n	<META NAME=\"CREATED\" CONTENT=\"20040411;550300\">\r\n	<META NAME=\"CHANGED\" CONTENT=\"20040411;553700\">\r\n	<STYLE>\r\n	<!--\r\n		@page { margin-left: 3.18cm; margin-right: 3.18cm; margin-top: 2.54cm; margin-bottom: 2.54cm }\r\n	-->\r\n	</STYLE>\r\n</HEAD>\r\n<BODY LANG=\"en\">\r\n<table border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" width=\"100%\">\r\n	<tr>\r\n		<td>\r\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><B>\r\n<font size=\"4\">Robert Graves</font></B></p>\r\n<P LANG=\"en-US\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P LANG=\"en-US\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>ROBERT GRAVES is not a major poet, and certainly not a\r\ngreat poet. He is a minor poet. But in spite of his minor rank he is\r\na good poet: here he presents up a jewel, a beautiful poem<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT>\r\nboth in form and substance. He has indeed succeeded, as we shall see,\r\nin removing the veil, the mystic golden lid, partially at least and\r\nrevealed to our mortal vision a glimpse of light and beauty and\r\ntruth, made them delightfully sink into and seep through our\r\naesthetic sense.</FONT></P>\r\n<P LANG=\"en-US\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.44cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Like the poet his idol also is of a lower rank or of a\r\nplebeian status. He keeps away from such high gods as Indra and Agni\r\nand Varuna and Mitra: great poets will sing their praises. He will\r\ntake care of the lesser ones, those who are moving in the shadow of\r\nthe great ones and are hardly noticed. Even in these modern days,\r\ngoddess Shitala, the healing goddess of epidemics, lives side by side\r\nwith Durga.</FONT></P>\r\n<P LANG=\"en-US\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.44cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>But really it does not matter if the deity is small.\r\nFor, if the worship is sincere and the offering pure, they ultimately\r\nreach the Divine. Did not Sri Krishna say in the Gita that\r\nwhom-soever you may worship and in whatever way, that in the end\'\r\nreaches him? The importance and significance of worship do not depend\r\nupon their size and scale: a little water, a leaf, a flower may more\r\nthan do.</FONT></P>\r\n<P LANG=\"en-US\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.39cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>The small gods are small, but do not slight them –\r\nthey are powerful. They are powerful because they are deities of the\r\nearth. In fact, like gods and goddesses in heaven, there are gods and\r\ngoddesses on earth also. The gods in heaven are high and far away,\r\nbut these unobtrusive deities are near to our hearth and home. The\r\nGreeks referred to the Olympian gods, of high caste and rank as it\r\nwere, – like Jupiter and Apollo –</FONT></P>\r\n<P LANG=\"en-US\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.39cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P LANG=\"en-US\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.39cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2 style=\"font-size: 8pt\"><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT>\r\n&quot;The Ambrosia of Dionysus and Semele&quot; in <I>New Poems </I>1962\r\n(Cassel-London).</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P LANG=\"en-US\" ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; text-indent:0.39cm; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 180</FONT></P>\r\n<P LANG=\"en-US\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>and to those others who dwelt on the lowly earth and\r\nembraced its water and land, its rivers and trees and fields – the\r\nnymph, the satyr, and Pan and dryad and naiad. What are the powers\r\nand functions of these unearthly beings? They on their part are\r\nguarding the gate to heaven, questioning the pilgrim of their divine\r\ndestination. Well, the sentinels have to be appeased first, satisfied\r\nand convinced. Surely the sands burn hotter than the sun!</FONT></P>\r\n<P LANG=\"en-US\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.38cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>We may ask in this connection which deity does our poet\r\ninvoke here, to whom does he raise his offerings, to whom– <I>kasmai\r\ndev<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">Ä</FONT>ya? </I>One need not be startled\r\nat the answer: it is the toadstool. But the mushroom growth assumes a\r\nrespectable figure in the guise of its Sanskrit name, <I>chatraka.\r\n</I>Kalidasa did one better. His magic touch gave the insignificant\r\nflora a luminous <I>robe – <FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">ś</FONT>il<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">ī</FONT>ndhra,\r\n</I>a charming name. The great poet tells us that the earth is not\r\nbarren or sterile – kartum <I>yat ca mah<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">ī</FONT>mucchil<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">ī</FONT>ndhr<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">Ä</FONT>mabandhy<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">Ä</FONT>m.\r\n</I>The next pertinent question is: why does the poet worship a\r\ntoadstool? What is his purpose? Does a toadstool possess any special\r\npower? This leads us to a hidden world, to the \'mysteries\' spoken of\r\nby the poet himself.</FONT></P>\r\n<P LANG=\"en-US\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.37cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>In ancient days and in some spiritual practice and\r\ndiscipline this fungus had a special use for a definite purpose. Its\r\nuse produces on one a drowsy effect, perhaps a strong and poisonous\r\nintoxicating effect. What is the final result of this drugging? We\r\nknow that in our country among the sadhus and some sects practising\r\noccult science, taking of certain herbal drugs is recommended, even\r\nobligatory. Today Aldous Huxley has taken up the cue, in the most\r\nmodern fashion indeed, and prescribed mescalin in the process of Yoga\r\nand spiritual practice. Did the Vedic Rishis see in the same way a\r\nusefulness of Soma, the proverbial creeper secreting the immortal\r\ndrink of delight? However, the Tantrik sadhaks hold that particular\r\nsoporifics possess the virtue of quieting the external senses and\r\ndulling and deadening the sense organs, and thereby freeing the inner\r\nand subtler consciousness in its play and manifestation.</FONT></P>\r\n<P LANG=\"en-US\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.41cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Our poet too is saying something in the same line. He is\r\nappealing to the toadstool god to give him the right vision, to take\r\nhim to the other shore, to lead him to the presence of the gods in\r\nheaven. Because he is the divine food, its self, the ambrosia. Not\r\nonly that: by taking this ambrosia one enjoys, even</FONT></P>\r\n<P LANG=\"en-US\" ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; text-indent:0.41cm; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 181</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>\r\n <o:DocumentProperties>\r\n  <o:Author>Readiris</o:Author>\r\n  <o:Template>Normal</o:Template>\r\n  <o:LastAuthor>w4</o:LastAuthor>\r\n  <o:Revision>2</o:Revision>\r\n  <o:TotalTime>3</o:TotalTime>\r\n  <o:Created>2004-02-04T04:36:00Z</o:Created>\r\n  <o:LastSaved>2004-02-04T04:36:00Z</o:LastSaved>\r\n  <o:Pages>11</o:Pages>\r\n  <o:Words>2630</o:Words>\r\n  <o:Characters>14996</o:Characters>\r\n  <o:Company>I.R.I.S.</o:Company>\r\n  <o:Lines>124</o:Lines>\r\n  <o:Paragraphs>29</o:Paragraphs>\r\n  <o:CharactersWithSpaces>18416</o:CharactersWithSpaces>\r\n  <o:Version>9.2720</o:Version>\r\n </o:DocumentProperties>\r\n <o:CustomDocumentProperties>\r\n  <o:Editor dt:dt=\"string\">Readiris</o:Editor>\r\n </o:CustomDocumentProperties>\r\n</xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>\r\n <w:WordDocument>\r\n  <w:DoNotHyphenateCaps/>\r\n  <w:PunctuationKerning/>\r\n  <w:DrawingGridHorizontalSpacing>6 pt</w:DrawingGridHorizontalSpacing>\r\n  <w:DrawingGridVerticalSpacing>6 pt</w:DrawingGridVerticalSpacing>\r\n  <w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery>0</w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery>\r\n  <w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery>3</w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery>\r\n  <w:UseMarginsForDrawingGridOrigin/>\r\n  <w:DoNotShadeFormData/>\r\n  <w:Compatibility>\r\n   <w:FootnoteLayoutLikeWW8/>\r\n   <w:ShapeLayoutLikeWW8/>\r\n   <w:AlignTablesRowByRow/>\r\n   <w:ForgetLastTabAlignment/>\r\n   <w:LayoutRawTableWidth/>\r\n   <w:LayoutTableRowsApart/>\r\n  </w:Compatibility>\r\n </w:WordDocument>\r\n</xml><![endif]-->while\r\nin the physical body, existence in heaven, <I>ihaiva tairjitam, </I>as\r\nthe Upanishad said.</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>That he may pass me through when my star falls</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Who have ambrosia eaten, and yet live.</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" STYLE=\"text-indent:0.42cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><FONT SIZE=3>Life\r\nextinguishes when the star falls, yet the truer, and another life\r\nawaits to be lived.</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" STYLE=\"text-indent:0.42cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><FONT SIZE=3>How\r\ndoes Graves invoke his god? Let us have a complete view of his\r\n<I>mantra.</I></FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.42cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>He begins by speaking of the birth of the gods. Well, a\r\nsmall truth needs to be revealed at this point. We have spoken of he\r\nlesser and smaller gods. These small gods are shielded and supported,\r\nin fact, by the big gods. This Shilindhra or toadstool has behind him\r\nDionysus, the delight and loveliness and enjoyment and youth – a\r\nveritable symbol of ecstasy, of earthly ecstasy. That which is nectar\r\nin heaven is presented on earth in drugs and herbal juices.\r\nShilindhra and ambrosia pertain to the same class.</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.42cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>The birth of Shilindhra resembles the birth of Dionysus.\r\nWhen King Zeus took the form of thunder and lightning and entered the\r\nwomb of Semele, Dionysus was born. Similar is the story of the\r\nappearance of the toadstool, in the midst of rain and thunder and\r\nlightning and on the lap of mother earth. We have already said that\r\nthere are two categories of gods or two types of them – one belongs\r\nto heaven and the other to earth. The Vedic Rishis announced that\r\nheaven was our father and earth the <I>mother – daurme pit<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">Ä</FONT>\r\nm<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">Ä</FONT>t<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">Ä</FONT>\r\nprthvimah<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">ī</FONT>yam. </I>The Vedantins\r\nusually and mainly worship the father, and Tantriks, the mother.\r\nSvarga, Dyaus, is the world of light, and earth or <I>bhu </I>is that\r\nof delight and enjoyment. We have already said that high above, up\r\nthere, dwell Apollo and Zeus and Juno, and below here on earth,\r\nDionysus and Bacchus and Semele and Aphrodite.</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.42cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>However the poet says that as the toadstool is born in\r\nthe midst of thunder and lightning, his strength and capacity are of\r\nthe nature of thunder – enduring and hard and powerful. Born thus\r\nit spreads everywhere and lasts through all time. From the beginning\r\nof creation this god has sprouted up everywhere, as giver of pleasure\r\nand ecstasy and intoxication. To</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; text-indent:0.42cm; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 183</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>worship\r\nhim is to worship earth, to worship Dionysus himself. But one needs\r\nto worship this god in the right way, to give oneself away wholly to\r\nhim. Once upon a time the demons for some selfish interest wanted to\r\ncapture and imprison him. The result was disastrous – he thought of\r\ndepriving them of their power of movement and drowning them into the\r\nocean. On the contrary, to the devoted which world does he reveal,\r\nwhich delight bring? Let us listen to the poet:</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;</P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left: 2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><FONT SIZE=3>Lead\r\nus with your song, tall Queen of earth!</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left: 2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><FONT SIZE=3>Twinned\r\nto the god, I follow comradely</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" STYLE=\"margin-left: 2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><FONT SIZE=3>Through\r\na first rainbow-limbo, webbed in white,</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" STYLE=\"margin-left: 2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><FONT SIZE=3>Through\r\nchill Tyrrhenian grottoes, under water,</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" STYLE=\"margin-left: 2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><FONT SIZE=3>Where\r\ndolphins wallow between marble rocks,</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" STYLE=\"margin-left: 2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><FONT SIZE=3>Through\r\nsword-bright jungles, tangles of unease, Through halls of fear\r\nceilinged with incubi,</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" STYLE=\"margin-left: 2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><FONT SIZE=3>Through\r\nblazing treasure-chambers walled with garnet,</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" STYLE=\"margin-left: 2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><FONT SIZE=3>Through\r\ndomes pillared with naked Caryatids </FONT>\r\n</P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" STYLE=\"margin-left: 2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><FONT SIZE=3>Then\r\nmount at last on wings into pure air,</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" STYLE=\"margin-left: 2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><FONT SIZE=3>Peering\r\ndown with regal eye upon</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" STYLE=\"margin-left: 2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><FONT SIZE=3>Five-fruited\r\norchards of Elysium,<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>Let\r\nus not be too curious to know the name of the five fruits whose taste\r\nbrings an immortal delight, but do we not relish already a foretaste\r\nof its sweetness in these lines:</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>And still she drowsily chants</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Gentle her voice, her notes come linked together</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>In intricate golden chains paid out</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Slowly across brocaded cramoisy,</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Or unfold like leaves from the jade-green shoot</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Of a rising bush whose blossoms are her tears. . .</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>O, whenever she pauses, my heart quails</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Until the sound renews.<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n&nbsp;</P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.35cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Here in this connection one is naturally reminded of Sri\r\nAurobindo\'s <I>The Other Earths. </I>The poem reveals other earths</FONT></P>\r\n		<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.35cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n&nbsp;</P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT>\r\n&quot;The Ambrosia of Dionysus and Semele&quot;.</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2>\r\n<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT>  Ibid.</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 183</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>like\r\nthis earth of ours as reflections or projections or prototypes: like\r\nthe concretely visible earth here, they too are equally beautiful,\r\nwith million colours and shades. We are blind and cannot see them.\r\nBut when we learn to see with the eye of our eye there appear clear\r\nbefore us</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;</P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Calm faces of the Gods on background vast</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Bringing the marvel of the infinitudes,</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Through glimmering veils of wonder and delight</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>World after world bursts on the awakened sight.</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n&nbsp;</P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>Of\r\ncourse, in Sri Aurobindo we reach the inner and higher world through\r\na luminous path, through worlds of light, ranging one upon another.\r\nIt is a journey through pure air and clear light. Conversely the poet\r\nof the toadstool leads one by the passage of an acid drunkenness and\r\na half-conscious drowse. If the goal here is a delight and a freedom\r\nthey are arrived at after traversing a purgatory or undergoing a\r\ntroubled purification. But this too leads verily to a world of the\r\ngods.</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.43cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>This &quot;little slender lad, whose flesh is bitter,\r\nlightning engendered, born from dungs of mares&quot; is perhaps a\r\nsymbol of our human receptacle. We have to carry this mortal frame\r\nwith its clay feet and make the effort towards self-transcendence:\r\nthe alchemy\'s other name is self-purification and self-perfection.\r\nThis tender shoot is a mysterious chemical storehouse, its\r\nfermentation and purification and use awaken in us the sleeping\r\ndivine will, give a clear vision, guide us through the secret worlds\r\nand ultimately to the home of Immortality. The Vedic Rishis sang to\r\nthe Soma creeper or god Soma, <I>Tatra m<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">Ä</FONT>m.\r\namrtam krdhi, </I>0 Somadeva, carry us where thou flowest down and\r\nthere make us immortal. For there abound all delight, all ecstasy,\r\nall enjoyment, all lure and the supreme Desire of <I>desire –\r\n<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">Ä</FONT>nanda, moda, mud, pramud, k<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">Ä</FONT>ma<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT>\r\n– are </I>these not the five fruits of heaven the poet of the West\r\nmentions?</FONT></P>\r\n		<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.43cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n&nbsp;</P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT>\r\nYa<I>tr<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">Ä</FONT>nand<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">Äś</FONT>ca\r\nmod<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">Äś</FONT>ca mudah  pramuda <FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">Ä</FONT>sate\r\nk<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">Ä</FONT>masya yatr<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">Ä</FONT>pt<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">Äh</FONT>\r\nk<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">Ä</FONT>m<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">Ä –</FONT>\r\nRig Veda, IX. </I>113.11.</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 184</FONT></P>\r\n<P CLASS=\"msonormal\" ALIGN=\"right\" STYLE=\"text-indent:0.41cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"> \r\n<a href=\"-00_Ccontent\"><img src=\"/Nolini/Volume-2/_Gif_Image/home03a.gif\" width=\"35\" height=\"45\" border=\"0\"></a></P>\r\n		</td>\r\n	</tr>\r\n</table>\r\n</BODY>\r\n</HTML>','-24_Robert Graves','','publish','closed','open','','24_robert-graves','','','2021-11-23 17:58:41','2021-11-23 17:58:41','',0,'http://collectedworksofnolinikantagupta.com/index.php/2021/11/23/24_robert-graves/',0,'post','',0),(1963,1,'2021-11-23 17:58:41','2021-11-23 17:58:41','<!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC \"-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.0 Transitional//EN\">\r\n<HTML>\r\n<HEAD>\r\n	\r\n	<TITLE>Of\r\nthe Divine and its Help</TITLE>\r\n	\r\n</HEAD>\r\n<BODY LANG=\"en-US\" DIR=\"LTR\">\r\n<table border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" width=\"100%\">\r\n	<tr>\r\n		<td>\r\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height:150%; margin-bottom:0;margin-top:0\"><B>\r\n<font size=\"4\">Of\r\nthe Divine and its Help</font></B></p>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.2in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>IT is the Divine alone that is capable of immediate and\r\nabsolute surrender.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.2in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>But is there not in the human that which is divine?</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.16in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>*	*	*</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.16in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.16in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Discover the centre of your being and hold fast to it;\r\nonly from there can you describe the perfect circle of life rounded\r\ninto its absolute fullness.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.16in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.16in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>*	*	*</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.15in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Do not strive and struggle to do. Only be conscious of\r\nwhat is being done for you.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.15in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.16in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>*	*	*</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.15in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>There is a Power that is not grim and violent, but\r\nsmiling and translucent and yet irresistible. It does not give out\r\nheat and soot but radiates a soothing and persuasive clarity. It is\r\nnot the Fire of our earth that burns and bruises, smokes and\r\ncrackles-it is something like the serene and silent luminousness, the\r\nsteady and unaging radiance of the distant stars that <SPAN LANG=\"en-GB\">energises</SPAN>\r\nthe cosmic symphony.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.15in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.16in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>*	*	*</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.15in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.15in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>All activity should carry with it a sense of repose.\r\nDoing everything you must feel as if you were doing nothing-even\r\nwhile most energetic, know how to be perfectly at rest.</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.15in; margin-bottom: 0; border-top: medium none; border-bottom: 1px solid #000000; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; padding-top: 0in; padding-bottom: 0.03in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page - 349</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.21in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>In the same way, all repose must be filled with intense\r\nactivity-tranquil and immobile, yet a dynamo of the swiftest and\r\nsurest energies.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.21in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.16in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>*	*	*</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\"><FONT SIZE=3>One\r\nmust know how to wait - calm, patient, unshakable - wait\r\nindefinitely, as long as that is demanded, accepting even what looks\r\nlike defeat.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.15in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>But when the time arrives, one must know also how to be\r\nswift, impetuous, violent even-and victorious.</FONT></P>\r\n		<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.15in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n&nbsp;</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.16in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>*	*	*</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.15in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Await every moment, with all the concentrated expectancy\r\nof an imminent motherhood, the birth of the Divine in you. Await in\r\ncalmness, await in breathless readiness.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.15in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.16in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>*	*	*</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.15in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.2in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Silence is the gate through which you enter the Divine.\r\nThe senses silent, you will sense the Divine. The brain silent, you\r\nwill understand Him. Your passions silent, you will love Him. Your\r\ndesires silent, you will possess Him.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.16in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.16in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>*	*	*</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.15in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>The Divine never withdraws from you; it is you who move\r\naway from the Divine and imagine the contrary, as the earth might\r\nthink it is the sun that is moving and not its own self.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.15in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.16in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>*	*	*</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.15in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.16in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>You cannot possess the Divine: your movement must not be\r\na grasping -for, the more you grasp at the Divine the farther will it\r\nrecede from you. Approach with self-abandonment: the greater the\r\nabandonment, the closer to you will you find the Divine.</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.16in; margin-bottom: 0; border-top: medium none; border-bottom: 1px solid #000000; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; padding-top: 0in; padding-bottom: 0.03in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page -  350</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.19in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3><I>Tamas </I>means hoarding for oneself, <I>Rajas\r\n</I>squandering for oneself: both mean stealing from the Divine.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.19in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3><I>Sattva </I>is a sharing with the Divine. Neither\r\nsteal nor share, but give thyself and all to its Divine owner.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\"><FONT SIZE=3>*	*	*</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.16in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Knowledge and power belong to the Divine and are\r\nbestowed when and on whom He chooses; covet them not. But devotion\r\nand love are man\'s and by love and devotion you can enter into divine\r\npower and knowledge.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.16in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\"><FONT SIZE=3>*	*	*</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.16in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Man is the net that the Divine Fowler has spread to\r\ncapture the wide and fleet universal physical Nature, so that through\r\nhim it may be brought under control, tamed and transfigured.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.16in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.05in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>*	*	*</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.05in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.16in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>If you think for yourself or feel for yourself or act\r\nfor yourself, you become a misappropriator, a dishonest trustee - a\r\nthief of force.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.16in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\"><FONT SIZE=3>*	*	*</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.15in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Let the Divine think through you, feel through you and\r\nact through you. Then only right and perfect use will be made of the\r\ninstruments that compose your being.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.15in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Let the Divine\'s Thoughts shine in your mind, Divine\'s\r\nLove swell in your heart, let the Divine\'s impel your limbs.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.15in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\"><FONT SIZE=3>*	*	*</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.18in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Let the taste of Immortality fill my mouth. . . all\r\nmortalities will turn insipid.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.15in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\"><FONT SIZE=3>*	*	*</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.18in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>A little of Her Grace is sufficient for my little soul;\r\nbut even</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"margin-bottom: 0; border-top: medium none; border-bottom: 1px solid #000000; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; padding-top: 0in; padding-bottom: 0.03in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page - 351</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\"><FONT SIZE=3>if\r\nmy soul were as big as the entire universe, that self-same little\r\nwould be more than sufficient to fill it to overflowing.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\"><FONT SIZE=3>*	*	*</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\"><FONT SIZE=3>Thou\r\nart the goal, Thou the way.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\"><FONT SIZE=3>Thou\r\nart Thyself what we have to be; by Thy example Thou showest us how to\r\nbe.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.14in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Thou givest us the power to work and achieve; Thou art\r\nThat which works and achieves; and that which is achieved in us is\r\nThou.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.14in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.14in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>*	*	*</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.14in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.21in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>What is the Truth? The Man who bears the Truth.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\"><FONT SIZE=3>Ask\r\nme not to test and toil for the Truth: ask me rather to love the Man\r\nwho bears the Truth.</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"margin-bottom: 0; border-top: medium none; border-bottom: 1px solid #000000; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; padding-top: 0in; padding-bottom: 0.03in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page - 352</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=\"right\" STYLE=\"text-indent: 0.16in; margin-bottom: 0; line-height: 150%; margin-top:0\"> \r\n  <a href=\"-00_Ccontent\"><img src=\"/Nolini/Volume-2/_Gif_Image/home03a.gif\" width=\"37\" height=\"47\" border=\"0\"></a></P>\r\n<div align=\"right\"> \r\n	<p style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"> </div>\r\n		</td>\r\n	</tr>\r\n</table>\r\n</BODY>\r\n</HTML>','-51_Of the Divine and Its Help','','publish','closed','open','','51_of-the-divine-and-its-help','','','2021-11-23 17:58:41','2021-11-23 17:58:41','',0,'http://collectedworksofnolinikantagupta.com/index.php/2021/11/23/51_of-the-divine-and-its-help/',0,'post','',0),(1964,1,'2021-11-23 17:58:41','2021-11-23 17:58:41','<!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC \"-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.0 Transitional//EN\">\r\n<HTML>\r\n<HEAD>\r\n	\r\n	<TITLE>Towards\r\nthe Future</TITLE>\r\n	\r\n</HEAD>\r\n<BODY LANG=\"en-US\" DIR=\"LTR\">\r\n<table border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" width=\"100%\">\r\n	<tr>\r\n		<td>\r\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><B>\r\n<font size=\"4\">Towards\r\nthe Future</font></B></p>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">THE\r\nBuddhists consider being as a stream of consciousness, a ceaseless\r\nflow of sensations. An individual formation, a creature, a human\r\nperson has no permanent self-identity. </span><SPAN STYLE=\"font-size:12pt; font-weight: medium\">It</SPAN><B><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">\r\n</span></B><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">is like the Heraclitean river where one does not bathe twice in\r\nthe same water.</span></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.18in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">Besides, .what is more interesting, it is not an\r\nuninterrupted continuous flow with no gap or hiatus, but a movement\r\nof disconnected units. </span><SPAN STYLE=\"font-size:12pt; font-weight: medium\">It</SPAN><B><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">\r\n</span></B><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">is an unending series of disparate moments of consciousness. The\r\nsense of continuity is a make-believe, an illusion.</span></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.18in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">We know today, thanks to modern science, of the mystery\r\nof particles. The ultimate constituents of the material world consist\r\nof particles (or wave-particles), that is to say, packets of material\r\nenergy strung together or merely juxtaposed, but held together\r\nsomehow. Now the Buddhists added that these are particles of energy\r\nno doubt, but the energy is not mere material, i.e., electrical\r\nenergy; they are desire-energy. Human being or consciousness is an\r\naggregate of cells of desire-energy. The task man has before him -\r\nthe alchemy or laboratory work man is to do is to empty the cells of\r\ndesire and so annihilate &quot;them; desire gone, cells crumble away\r\n- existence becomes Nihil - an inexpressible stillness or\r\n</span><SPAN LANG=\"en-GB\" style=\"font-size:12pt;\">tranquillity.</SPAN></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.18in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">There is however another solution. The cells can be\r\nemptied -of desire, but a new element can be put in the place of\r\ndesire .or desire itself can be transmuted.</span></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.18in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">Science speaks of the transmutation of material\r\nparticles, \'i.e., of material mass into energy-electric, kinetic or\r\nradiant energy. An inert mass thus becomes a light particle. And we\r\nmay conceive of a material body becoming a luminous body, the human\r\nform a globe of light.</span></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">	Yoga\r\nenvisages precisely such a consummation. But the process is somewhat\r\ndifferent. The equation here is not E=mc</span><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">²</span></FONT><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">\r\n\r\n</span><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; padding-top:0in; padding-right:0in; padding-bottom:0.03in; padding-left:0in; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page - 303</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">but\r\nM=C</span><FONT FACE=\"Symbol\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">?</span></FONT><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">, M meaning transmuted Matter;\r\nthe transformation of Matter not into mere energy but into\r\nConsciousness. Energy of the Spirit, this happens when the material\r\nparticle is raised to the potency of infinite Consciousness.</span></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.16in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">Pursuing the mathematical imagery we may describe the\r\nBuddhist equation as desire raised to the power of zero equals\r\nNirvana: D</span><FONT FACE=\"Symbol\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">°</span></FONT><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">=Zero. Buddha thought like\r\nthat. He thought annihilation of desire means annihilation of\r\nexistence, for he equated desire with existence. But mathematics\r\ntells us that anything raised to the power of zero is not zero but\r\none, that is, the unit, the pure existence-Sat (or Sachchidananda as\r\nthe Vedantists say.</span></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.15in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">Science and mathematics tell us today of a truth or just\r\npoint to a truth which a spiritual </span><SPAN LANG=\"en-GB\" style=\"font-size:12pt;\">realisation</SPAN><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">\r\nreveals. It is, as I have already said, the mystery of\r\ntransformation, or transubstantiation as the Christian faith figures\r\nit.</span></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.15in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">This world, this material existence is to be\r\ntransmuted-the portion of earthly human existence at least, with\r\nwhich we are most concerned. It is at present made of ignorance and\r\nsorrow and incapacity-composed of the particles of these entities;\r\npoor and sorry as they are, these have to be replaced by entities of\r\nlight and joy and love, of peace and strength and wideness. Well, it\r\nis a transmutation or transubstantiation of the kind which Nature has\r\nalready attempted as an experiment; I am referring to the alchemy of\r\n</span><SPAN LANG=\"en-GB\" style=\"font-size:12pt;\">fossilisation.</SPAN><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\"> The present human formation\r\nmust be dipped and soaked-and held under high pressure in an\r\nenvironment of the desired material or materials that one has in\r\nview.</span></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.17in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">Such an environment does exist. It is pressing from\r\nwithin or from above and is heading towards a resultant material\r\naction. It is an awakened dynamic spiritual reality which awaits and\r\nis working for its supreme and inevitable destiny.</span><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; text-indent:0.17in; padding-top:0in; padding-right:0in; padding-bottom:0.03in; padding-left:0in; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page - 304</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=\"right\" STYLE=\"text-indent:0.17in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"> \r\n<a href=\"-00_Ccontent\"><img src=\"/Nolini/Volume-2/_Gif_Image/home03a.gif\" width=\"39\" height=\"50\" border=\"0\"></a></P>\r\n		</td>\r\n	</tr>\r\n</table>\r\n</BODY>\r\n</HTML>','-48_Towards the Future','','publish','closed','open','','48_towards-the-future','','','2021-11-23 17:58:41','2021-11-23 17:58:41','',0,'http://collectedworksofnolinikantagupta.com/index.php/2021/11/23/48_towards-the-future/',0,'post','',0),(1965,1,'2021-11-23 17:58:41','2021-11-23 17:58:41','<!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC \"-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.0 Transitional//EN\">\r\n<HTML>\r\n<HEAD>\r\n	\r\n	<TITLE>Rabindranath\r\nand Sri Aurobindo</TITLE>\r\n	\r\n</HEAD>\r\n<BODY LANG=\"en-US\" DIR=\"LTR\">\r\n<table border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" width=\"100%\">\r\n	<tr>\r\n		<td>\r\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"text-indent:0.15in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><B>\r\n<font size=\"4\">Rabindranath\r\nand Sri Aurobindo</font></B></p>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>&quot;TAGORE\r\nhas been a wayfarer towards the same goal as ours in his own way.&quot;\r\nSri Aurobindo wrote these words in the thirties and their full\r\nsignificance can be grasped only when it is understood that the two\r\nmaster-souls were at one in the central purpose of their lives. Also\r\nthere is a further bond of natural affinity between them <SPAN LANG=\"en-GB\">centring</SPAN>\r\nround the fact that both were poets, in a deeper sense, seer\r\npoets-Rabindranath the Poet of the Dawn, Sri Aurobindo the Poet and\r\nProphet of the Eternal Day, a new Dawn and Day for the human race.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.16in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>And both had the vision of a greater Tomorrow for their\r\nMotherland and that was why both regarded her freedom as the basic\r\nnecessity for the recovery of her greatness. How the inspired songs\r\nand speeches of Rabindranath and the flaming utterances of Sri\r\nAurobindo created a psychological revolution almost overnight in the\r\nmind and heart of the people during the Swadeshi days forms a\r\nglorious chapter in the history of India\'s freedom movement.\r\nProfoundly touched by Sri Aurobindo\'s soul-stirring lead to the\r\ncountry, Rabindranath wrote a memorable poem, addressing Sri\r\nAurobindo, which is still enshrined in the hearts of his countrymen.\r\nRabindranath himself cal1led on Sri Aurobindo and read out to him his\r\nheart\'s homage. We remember with thrill the majestic opening lines:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Rabindranath, O Aurobindo, bows to thee!</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>O friend, my country\'s friend, O voice incarnate, free,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Of India\'s soul!<FONT FACE=\"Charter\">¹</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>	Sri\r\nAurobindo retired from the outer political world to devote himself\r\nmore intensively to the discovery and conquest</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\">	\r\n<FONT SIZE=2 style=\"font-size: 8pt\"><FONT FACE=\"Charter\">¹</FONT>\r\n&quot;Salutation&quot;</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; padding-top:0in; padding-right:0in; padding-bottom:0.03in; padding-left:0in; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page - 226</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>of\r\na new consciousness and force, glimpses of which he was having at the\r\ntime and which alone could save mankind and recreate it. From 1910 to\r\n1914 he was, he said, silently developing this new power in seclusion\r\nand in 1914 he began to give to the world the result of his\r\n<SPAN LANG=\"en-GB\">realisations</SPAN> through his monthly review\r\nArya.<I> </I>In five major sequences published month after month\r\nthrough several years, he envisaged, in the main, the progressive\r\nmarch of man towards a divine life on earth, towards the unity of\r\nmankind and a perfect social order. One of these serials was called\r\n<I>The Future Poetry </I>in which he traced the growth and\r\ndevelopment that world poetry is undergoing towards its future form\r\nthat would voice the dawn of a New Age of the Spirit. Sri Aurobindo\r\nhailed those who feel and foresee this distant dawn behind the\r\nhorizon as the Forerunners of the new Spirit, among whom he included\r\nRabindranath, because he saw in Tagore\'s the first beginnings, &quot;a\r\nglint of the greater era of man\'s living&quot;, something that &quot;seems\r\nto be in promise.&quot; &quot;The poetry of Tagore,&quot; Sri\r\nAurobindo says, &quot;owes its sudden and universal success to this\r\nadvantage that he gives us more of this discovery and fusion for\r\nwhich the mind of our age is in quest than any other creative writer\r\nof the time. His work is a constant music of the overpassing of the\r\nborders, a chant-filled realm in which the subtle sounds and lights\r\nof the truth of the spirit give new meanings to the finer subtleties\r\nof life.&quot;</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.17in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3><SPAN LANG=\"en-GB\">Characterising</SPAN> Tagore\'s\r\npoetry, in reference to a particular poem, Sri Aurobindo once wrote:\r\n&quot;But the poignant sweetness, passion and spiritual depth and\r\nmystery of a poem like this, the haunting cadences subtle with a\r\nsubtlety which is not of technique but of the soul, and the\r\nhoney-laden felicity of the expression, these are the essential\r\nRabindranath and cannot be imitated because they are things of the\r\nspirit and one must have the same sweetness and depth of soul before\r\none can hope to catch any of these desirable qualities.&quot;\r\nFurthermore: &quot;One of the most remarkable peculiarities of\r\nRabindra Babu\'s genius is the happiness and originality with which he\r\nhas absorbed the whole spirit of Vaishnava poetry and turned it into\r\nsomething essentially the same and yet new and modern. He has given\r\nthe old sweet spirit of emotional and passionate religion an\r\nexpression of more delicate and complex richness</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; text-indent:0.17in; padding-top:0in; padding-right:0in; padding-bottom:0.03in; padding-left:0in; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page - 227</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>voiceful\r\nof subtler and more penetratingly spiritual shades of feeling than\r\nthe deep-hearted but simple early age of Bengal could know.&quot;</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.17in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Certain coincidences and correspondences in their lives\r\nmay be noticed here. The year 1905 and those that immediately\r\nfollowed found them together on the crest wave of India\'s first\r\nnationalist resurgence. Again both saw in the year 1914 a momentous\r\nperiod marked by events of epochal importance, one of which was the\r\nFirst World War. For Tagore it was <I>&quot;Juga-sandhi, </I>the\r\ndying of the old age of Night to the dawning of a new with its\r\nblood-red sunrise emerging through the travail of death, sorrow and\r\npain&quot;. For Sri Aurobindo it was a cataclysm intended by Nature\r\nto effect a first break in the old order to usher in the new. The\r\nsignificant year 1914 was also the period when Rabindranath expressed\r\nin the magnificent series of poems of the <I>Balaka </I>his visions\r\nand experiences of the forces at work on earth, and Sri Aurobindo\r\nbegan revealing through the pages of the <I>Arya </I>the truths of\r\nthe supramental infinities that were then pouring down into him and\r\nthrough him into the earth\'s atmosphere.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.17in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>So it was natural and almost inevitable -written among\r\nthe stars-that both should meet once more on this physical earth. Sri\r\nAurobindo had been in complete retirement seeing none except, of\r\ncourse, his attendants. He was coming out only four times in the year\r\nto give silent <I>darshan </I>to his devotees and a few others who\r\nsought for it. It was in the year 1928. Tagore was then on a tour to\r\nthe South. He expressed to Sri Aurobindo by letter his desire for a\r\npersonal meeting. Sri Aurobindo naturally agreed to receive him.\r\nTagore reached Pondicherry by steamer, and I had the privilege to see\r\nhim on board the ship and escort him to the Ashram. The Mother\r\nwelcomed him at the door of Sri Aurobindo\'s apartments and led him to\r\nSri Aurobindo. Tagore already knew the Mother, for both were together\r\nin Japan and stayed in the same house and she attended some of his\r\nlectures in that country. It may be interesting to mention here that\r\nTagore requested the Mother to take charge of the Visva Bharati, for\r\nevidently he felt that the future of his dear institution would be in\r\nsure hands. But the Mother could not but decline since it was her\r\ndestiny to be at another place and another work.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; text-indent:0.17in; padding-top:0in; padding-right:0in; padding-bottom:0.03in; padding-left:0in; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page - 228</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.19in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>What transpired between them is not for me to say, the\r\nmeeting being a private one. But I may quote here what Tagore himself\r\nwrote about it subsequently:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.16in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>For a long time I had a strong desire to meet Aurobindo.\r\nIt has just been fulfilled... At the very first sight I could <SPAN LANG=\"en-GB\">realise</SPAN>\r\nthat he had been seeking for the soul and had gained it, and through\r\nthis long process of <SPAN LANG=\"en-GB\">realisation</SPAN> had\r\naccumulated within him a silent power of inspiration. His face was\r\nradiant with an inner light. .. I felt that the utterance of the\r\nancient Rishi spoke from him of that equanimity which gives the human\r\nsoul its freedom of entrance into the All. I said to him, \'You have\r\nthe Word and we are waiting to accept it from you. India will speak\r\nthrough your voice to the world, \'Hearken</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.16in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>to me\'... Years ago I saw Aurobindo in the atmosphere of\r\nhis earlier heroic youth and I sang to him:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.17in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>\'Aurobindo, accept the salutation from Rabindranath.\r\nToday I saw him in a deeper atmosphere of a reticent richness of\r\nwisdom and again sang to him in silence:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>\'Aurobindo,\r\naccept the salutation from Rabindranath.\'<FONT FACE=\"Charter\">¹</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.15in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Vibhutis, emanations and embodiments of the higher\r\ndestiny of mankind appear upon earth from time to time to lead and\r\nguide the race on the upward way. And we are fortunate that we are\r\nborn in an age that has been blessed by two such Shining Ones.</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.15in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.15in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Charter\">¹</FONT> The Modern Review,\r\nJuly 1928.</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; text-indent:0.15in; padding-top:0in; padding-right:0in; padding-bottom:0.03in; padding-left:0in; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page - 229</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=\"right\" STYLE=\"text-indent:0.15in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"> \r\n<a href=\"-00_Ccontent\"><img src=\"/Nolini/Volume-2/_Gif_Image/home03a.gif\" width=\"35\" height=\"45\" border=\"0\"></a></P>\r\n<div align=\"right\"> \r\n	<p style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"> </div>\r\n		</td>\r\n	</tr>\r\n</table>\r\n</BODY>\r\n</HTML>','-32_Rabindranath and Sri Aurobindo','','publish','closed','open','','32_rabindranath-and-sri-aurobindo','','','2021-11-23 17:58:41','2021-11-23 17:58:41','',0,'http://collectedworksofnolinikantagupta.com/index.php/2021/11/23/32_rabindranath-and-sri-aurobindo/',0,'post','',0),(1966,1,'2021-11-23 17:58:41','2021-11-23 17:58:41','<html xmlns:o=\"urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office\"\r\nxmlns:w=\"urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:word\"\r\nxmlns:st1=\"urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags\"\r\nxmlns=\"http://www.w3.org/TR/REC-html40\">\r\n\r\n<head>\r\n<meta http-equiv=Content-Type content=\"text/html; \">\r\n<title>Humanism and Humanism</title>\r\n</head>\r\n\r\n<body lang=EN-US style=\'tab-interval:.5in\'>\r\n\r\n<table border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" width=\"100%\">\r\n	<tr>\r\n		<td>\r\n		<table border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" width=\"100%\">\r\n			<tr>\r\n				<td>\r\n\r\n<p align=\"right\" class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align:center; line-height:150%;margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<b><font size=\"4\">Humanism and Humanism</font></b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n<div class=Section1>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;line-height:150%;mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><i><span style=\'font-size:\r\n16.0pt\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></span></i></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>A <span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt\'>GOOD </span>many European scholars and philosophers\r\nhave found Indian spirituality and Indian culture, at bottom, lacking in what\r\nis called &quot;humanism.&quot;¹ So our scholars and philosophers on their side\r\nhave been at pains to rebut the charge and demonstrate the humanistic element\r\nin our tradition. It may be asked however, if such a vindication is at all\r\nnecessary, or if it is proper to apply a European standard of excellence to\r\nthings Indian. <st1:country-region><st1:place>India</st1:place></st1:country-region>\r\nmay have other measures, other terms of valua­tion. Even if it is proved that\r\nhumanism as defined and under­stood in the West is an unknown thing in <st1:country-region><st1:place>India</st1:place></st1:country-region>,\r\n<span style=\'color:black\'>y</span>et that need not necessarily be taken as a\r\nsign of inferiority or deficiency.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:11.75pt;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>But\r\nfirst of all we must know what exactly is meant by humanism. It is, of course,\r\nnot a doctrine or dogma; it is an attitude, an outlook – the attitude, the\r\noutlook that views and weighs the worth of man as man. The essential formula\r\nwas succinctly given by the Latin poet when he said that nothing human he\r\nconsidered foreign to him.<span style=\'font-family:\"Lucida Console\"\'>²</span>It\r\nis the characteristic of humanism to be interested in man as man and in all\r\nthings that interest man as man. To this however an important corollary is to\r\nbe added, that it does not concern itself with things that do not concern man\'s\r\nhumanity. The original father of humanism was perhaps Socrates whose mission it\r\nwas, as he said, to bring down philosophy from heaven to live among men. More\r\nprecisely, the genesis should be ascribed rather to the Aristotelian tradition\r\nof Socratic teaching.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:12.0pt;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>Humanism\r\nproper was born – or reborn – with the Renais­sance. It was as strongly and\r\nvehemently negative and pro­testant in its nature as it was positive and\r\naffirmative. For its<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:12.0pt;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:14.0pt\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:9.1pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:10.55pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span style=\'font-size:10.0pt\'><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>1\r\nOnly the other day I found a critic in <i>The Manchester Guardian </i>referring\r\nto <i>The Gila </i>as something frigid (and confused)!<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:9.1pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:10.55pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span style=\'font-size:10.0pt\'><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>2\r\n<span class=SpellE><i>umanii</i></span><i> nihil a me alienum puto. – Ter</i>ence.</span><span style=\'font-size:14.0pt\'><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<div style=\'border:none;border-bottom:solid windowtext 1.0pt;mso-border-bottom-alt:\r\nsolid windowtext .75pt;padding:0in 0in 1.0pt 0in\'>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal align=center style=\'text-align:center;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n9.1pt;mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:138.95pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid windowtext .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 1.0pt 0in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>\r\n<span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;\r\n\'>Page-239<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span\r\nclass=GramE>fundamental</span> character – that which gave it its very name – was\r\na protest against, a turning away from whatever concerned itself with the\r\nsupra-human, with God or Self, with heaven or other worlds, with abstract or\r\ntranscendental realities. The movement was humanistic precisely because it\r\nstood against the theological and theocratical mediaeval age.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:12.0pt;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>The\r\nGraeco – Latin culture was essentially and predominantly humanistic. Even so,\r\nthe mediaeval culture also, in spite of its theological stress, had a strong\r\nbasis in humanism. For the religion itself, as has been pointed out, is deeply\r\nhumanistic, in the sense that it brought salvation and heaven close to the\r\nlevel of human frailty – through the miracle of Grace and the humanity of\r\nChrist – and that it envisaged a kingdom of heaven or city of God – the body of\r\nChrist – formed of the brotherhood of the human race in its solidarity.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:12.7pt;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>The\r\nIndian outlook, it is said, is at a double remove from this type of humanism.\r\nIt has not the pagan Grreco – Roman humanism, nor has it the religious humanism\r\nof Christianity. Its spirit can be rendered in the vigorous imagery of Blake:\r\nit surrounds itself with cold floods of abstraction and the forests of\r\nsolitude.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:13.2pt;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>The\r\nreligious or Christian humanism of the West is in its essential nature the\r\npagan and profane humanism itself, at least an extension of the same. The\r\nsympathy that a St. Francis feels for his leprous brother is, after all, a human\r\nfeeling, a<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span\r\nclass=GramE>feeling</span> that man has for man; and even his love for the bird\r\nor an inanimate object is also a very human feeling, transferred to another\r\nreceptacle and flowing in another direction. It<b> </b>is a play of the human\r\nheart, only refined and widened; there is no change in kind.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:13.4pt;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>It<b>\r\n</b>goes without saying that in the East too there is no lack of such sympathy\r\nor fellow-feeling either in the saint or in the man of the world. Still there\r\nis a difference. And the critics have felt it, if not understood it rightly.\r\nThe Indian <i>bhutadaya </i>and Christian charity do not spring from the same\r\nsource – I do not speak of the actual popular thing but of the ideal – even\r\nwhen their manner of expression is similar or the same, the spirit and the\r\nsignificance are different. <b>In </b>the East the liberated man or the man\r\naiming at liberation may work for the good and welfare of the world or he may\r\nnot; and when he<span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;\r\nfont-family:Arial\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<div style=\'border:none;border-bottom:solid windowtext 1.0pt;mso-border-bottom-alt:\r\nsolid windowtext .75pt;padding:0in 0in 1.0pt 0in\'>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal align=center style=\'text-align:center;mso-pagination:none;\r\nmso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:\r\nsolid windowtext .75pt;padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 1.0pt 0in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt\'>Page-240<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;line-height:150%;mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span class=GramE>does</span>\r\nwork, the spirit is not that of benevolence or philanthropy. The Indian sage is\r\nnot and cannot be human in the human way. For the end of his whole spiritual\r\neffort is to transcend the human way and establish himself in the divine way,\r\nin the way of the Spirit. The feeling he has towards his fellow beings – ­men\r\nand animals, the sentient or the insentient, the entire creation in fact – is\r\none of identity in the One Self. And there­fore he does not need to embrace\r\nphysically his brother, like the Christian saint, to express or justify the\r\nperfect inner union or unity. The basis of his relation with the world and its\r\nobjects is not the human heart, however purified and widened, but something\r\nbehind it and hidden by it, the secret soul and self. It was Vivekananda who\r\nvery often stressed the point that the distinctive characteristic of the\r\nVedantist was that he did not look upon created beings as his brethren but as\r\nhimself, as the one and the same self. The profound teaching of the Upanishadic\r\nRishi is – what may appear very egoistic and inad­missible to the Christian\r\nsaint – that one loves the wife or the I son or anybody or anything in the\r\nworld not for the sake of the wife or the son or that body or thing but for the\r\nsake of the self, for the sake of oneself that is in the object which one seems\r\nto love.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:.15in;line-height:\r\n150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>The\r\npragmatic man requires an outward gesture, an external emotion to express and\r\ndemonstrate his kinship with creation. Indeed the more concrete and tangible\r\nthe expression the more human it is considered to be and all the more worthy\r\nfor it. There are not a few who think that giving alms to the poor is \' more\r\nnobly human than, say, the abstract feeling of a wide commonalty, experienced\r\nsolely in imagination or contem­plation in the Wordsworthian way.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:11.25pt;line-height:\r\n150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>There\r\nis indeed a gradation in the humanistic attitude that rises from grosser and\r\nmore concrete forms to those that are less and less so. At the lowest rung and\r\nthe most obvious in form and nature is what is called <i>altruism, </i>or <i>philanthropy,\r\n</i>that is to say, doing good to others, some good that is tangible and\r\napparent, that is esteemed and valued by the world generally. In altruism\r\nrefined and sublimated, when it is no longer a matter chiefly of doing but of\r\nfeeling, from a more or less physical and material give and take we <span\r\nclass=GramE>rise</span> into a vital and psychological sympathy and\r\nintercommunion, we have what is <span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:14.0pt\'>\r\n<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<div style=\'border:none;border-bottom:solid windowtext 1.0pt;mso-border-bottom-alt:\r\nsolid windowtext .75pt;padding:0in 0in 1.0pt 0in\'>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal align=center style=\'text-align:center;text-indent:11.25pt;\r\nline-height:150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid windowtext .75pt;padding:0in;\r\nmso-padding-alt:0in 0in 1.0pt 0in; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>\r\n<span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page\r\n– 241<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;line-height:150%;mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span class=GramE>humanism</span>\r\nproper. Humanism is transfigured into something still higher and finer when\r\nfrom the domain of personal or individual feeling and sympathy we ascend to\r\ncosmic feeling, to self-identification with the All, the One that is Many. This\r\nis the experience that seems to be behind the Buddhistic com­passion, <span\r\nclass=SpellE><i>karuna</i></span><i><o:p></o:p></i></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:11.5pt;line-height:\r\n150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>And\r\nyet there can be a status even beyond. For beyond the cosmic reality, lies the\r\ntranscendent reality. It is the <span class=GramE>Absolute</span>, <i>neti,\r\nneti, </i>into which individual and cosmos, all disappear and vanish. In compassion,\r\nthe cosmic communion, there is a trace and an echo of humanism – it is perhaps\r\none of the reasons why Europeans generally are attracted to Buddhism and find\r\nit more congenial than Hinduism with its dizzy Vedantic heights; but in the\r\nstatus of the transcendent Selfhood humanism is totally transcended and\r\ntransmuted, one dwells then in the Bliss that passeth all feeling.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:12.7pt;line-height:\r\n150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>The\r\nUpanishadic summit is not suffused with humanism or touched by it, because it\r\nis supra-human, not because there is a lack or want or deficiency in the <i>human\r\n</i>feeling, but because there is a heightening and a transcendence in the\r\nconsciousness and being. To man, to human valuation, the Boddhisattwa may\r\nappear to be greater than the Buddha; even so to the sick a physician or a nurse\r\nmay seem to be a diviner angel than any saint or sage or perhaps God Himself – but\r\nthat is an inferior viewpoint, that of particular or local interest.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:13.2pt;line-height:\r\n150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>It\r\nis sometimes said that to turn away from the things of human concern, to seek\r\nliberation and annihilation in the Self and the Beyond is selfishness, egoism;\r\non the contrary, to sacrifice the personal delight of losing oneself in the\r\nImpersonal so that one may live and even suffer in the company of ordinary\r\nhumanity in order to succour and serve it is the nobler aim. But we may ask if\r\nit is egoism and selfishness to seek delight in one\'s own salvation beyond,\r\nwould it be less selfish and egoistic to enjoy the pleasure of living on a\r\nlevel with humanity with the idea of aiding and uplifting it? Indeed, in either\r\ncase, the truth discovered by Yajnavalkya, to which we have already referred,\r\nstands always justified, that it is not for the sake of this or that that one\r\nloves this or that but for the sake of the self that one loves this or that.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:13.5pt;line-height:\r\n150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>The\r\nfact of the matter is that here we enter a domain in<span style=\'font-size:14.0pt;font-family:Arial\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<div style=\'border:none;border-bottom:solid windowtext 1.0pt;mso-border-bottom-alt:\r\nsolid windowtext .75pt;padding:0in 0in 1.0pt 0in\'>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal align=center style=\'text-align:center;mso-pagination:none;\r\nmso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:\r\nsolid windowtext .75pt;padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 1.0pt 0in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;\'>Page-242<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span\r\nclass=GramE>which</span> the notion of egoism or selfishness has no <i>raison <span\r\nstyle=\'font-family:\"Arial Narrow\"\'>d’</span>être. </i>It is only when one has\r\ntranscended not only selfishness but egoism and sense of individuality that one\r\nbecomes ready to enter the glory and beatitude of the Self, or Brahman or\r\nShunyam. One may actually and irrevocably pass beyond, or one may return from\r\nthere (or from the brink of it) to work in and on the world – out of compassion\r\nor in obedience to a special call or a higher Will or because of some other\r\nthing; but this second course does not mean that one has attained a higher\r\nstatus of being. We may consider it more human, but it is not necessarily a\r\nsuperior realisation. It is a matter of choice of vocation only, to use a\r\nmundane phraseology. The Personal and the Impersonal are two co-ordinates of\r\nthe same supreme Reality – some choose (or are chosen by) the one and others\r\nchoose (or are chosen by) the other, perhaps as the integral Play or the\r\ninscrutable Plan demands and determines, but neither is intrinsically superior\r\nto the other – although, as I have already said, from an interested human\r\nstandpoint, one may seem more immediately profitable or nearer than the other;\r\nbut from that standpoint there may be other truths that are still more\r\npractically useful, still closer to the earthly texture of humanity.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:12.2pt;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>The\r\nhumanism, known to <st1:place>Europe</st1:place> generally, both in its profane\r\nand religious aspects, is all &quot;human – too human&quot; as Nietzsche\r\npronounced it; it was for this reason that the Pro­methean prophet conjured man\r\nto transcend his humanity anyhow, and rise to a superior status of culture and\r\ncivilisation, of being and consciousness as we would say.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:12.7pt;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>Indian\r\nspirituality precisely envisages such <span class=GramE>a transcendence</span>.\r\nAccording to it, the liberated soul, one who lives in and with the Brahman or\r\nthe Supreme Divine is he who \'has discarded the inferior human nature and has\r\ntaken up the superior divine nature. He has conquered the evil of the lower\r\nnature, certainly; but also he has gone beyond the good of that nature. The liberated\r\nman is seated above the play of the three Gunas that constitute the <span\r\nclass=SpellE><i>apara</i></span><i> prakrti. </i>Human intelligence, human \r\nfeeling, human sentiment, human motive do not move him. Humanism generally has \r\nno meaning for him. He is no longer human, but supra-human; his being and \r\nbecoming are the spontaneous expression of a universal and transcendent \r\nconsciousness. </p>\r\n\r\n<div style=\'border:none;border-bottom:solid windowtext 1.0pt;mso-border-bottom-alt:\r\nsolid windowtext .75pt;padding:0in 0in 1.0pt 0in\'>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal align=center style=\'text-align:center;text-indent:12.7pt;\r\nline-height:150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid windowtext .75pt;padding:0in;\r\nmso-padding-alt:0in 0in 1.0pt 0in; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span style=\'font-size:10.0pt\'>Page-243<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;line-height:150%;mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>\r\nHe<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:14.0pt\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></span>does not always live and\r\nmove externally in the non-human way; but even when he appears human in his\r\nlife and action, his motives are not humanistic, his consciousness lies\r\nanchored somewhere else, in the Divine Will that makes him be and do whatever\r\nit chooses, human or not.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:11.5pt;line-height:\r\n150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>There\r\nis, however, a type of humanism that is specially known in <st1:country-region><st1:place>India</st1:place></st1:country-region>\r\n– it is not human humanism, but, as it is called, divine humanism. That is to\r\nsay, the human formula is main­tained, but a new significance, a transcendent\r\nconnotation is put into it. The general contour of the instrumentation is\r\npreserved, but the substance is transmuted. The brain, the heart and the\r\nphysical consciousness not only change their direction, but their very nature\r\nand character. And the Divine himself is conceived of as such a Human Person – for\r\nthe norm of the human personality is an eternal verity in the divine\r\nconsciousness.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:11.75pt;line-height:\r\n150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>Esoteric\r\nChristianity also has given us the conception of the Human Divine; but it is\r\nsomewhat different from the Vaishnava revelation which has found rather the\r\nDivine Human. In other words, as I have already said, one has brought down the\r\ndivinity nearer to the human appreciation and has humanised it; in the other\r\nthe human has been uplifted and made into an archetypal reality where the human\r\nterms have been more or less symbols and figures having not merely human but a\r\nsupra-human significance. The entire Vaishnava Lila passes not on this earth at\r\nall, but eternally in the eternal world of <i>consciousness – cinmaya – behind </i>all\r\nearthly (and human) manifestation and expression.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:12.2pt;line-height:\r\n150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>It\r\nis the cult of the Divine Human which enunciates the mystic truth that <i>man </i>is\r\ngreater than all and surpasses the Vedic Law (which aims usually at the\r\nimpersonal Absolute). But Man here is to be understood as the Divine Person in\r\nhis human norm, not at all the human man, as modern humanists of our country\r\nwould like to have. It does not mean the glorification of man\'s human\r\nattributes and movements, even if they be most sattwic and idealistic; it\r\nrefers rather to the divinised type, the archetype that is eternal in the\r\nsuperconsciousness. And when such a Man lives and acts upon earth he does so\r\nin manner and measure <span class=GramE>that do</span> not belong to this\r\nplane.<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:14.0pt\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<div style=\'border:none;border-bottom:solid windowtext 1.0pt;mso-border-bottom-alt:\r\nsolid windowtext .75pt;padding:0in 0in 1.0pt 0in\'>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal align=center style=\'text-align:center;text-indent:12.2pt;\r\nline-height:150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid windowtext .75pt;padding:0in;\r\nmso-padding-alt:0in 0in 1.0pt 0in; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>\r\n<span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page-244<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n  <p class=MsoNormal align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p><a href=\"-00_Ccontent\"><img src=\"/Nolini/Volume-2/_Gif_Image/home03a.gif\" width=\"34\" height=\"44\" border=\"0\"></a></p>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n				</td>\r\n			</tr>\r\n		</table>\r\n		</td>\r\n	</tr>\r\n</table>\r\n</body>\r\n\r\n</html>\r\n','-34_Humanism and Humanism','','publish','closed','open','','34_humanism-and-humanism','','','2021-11-23 17:58:41','2021-11-23 17:58:41','',0,'http://collectedworksofnolinikantagupta.com/index.php/2021/11/23/34_humanism-and-humanism/',0,'post','',0),(1967,1,'2021-11-23 17:58:42','2021-11-23 17:58:42','<!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC \"-//W3C//DTD HTML 3.2//EN\">\r\n<HTML>\r\n<HEAD>\r\n	<META HTTP-EQUIV=\"CONTENT-TYPE\" CONTENT=\"text/html; charset=utf-8\">\r\n	<TITLE>Blaise Pascal (1623-1662)</TITLE>\r\n	\r\n</HEAD>\r\n<BODY LANG=\"en\">\r\n<table border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" width=\"100%\">\r\n	<tr>\r\n		<td>\r\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"text-indent:0.05cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><B>\r\n<font size=\"4\">Blaise Pascal (1623-1662)</font></B></p>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.05cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>&quot;THE\r\nzeal for the Lord hath eaten me up.&quot; Such has indeed been the\r\ncase with Pascal, almost literally. The fire that burned in him was\r\ntoo ardent and vehement for the vehicle, the material instrument,\r\nwhich was very soon used up and reduced to ashes. At twenty-four he\r\nwas already a broken man, being struck with paralysis and\r\nneurasthenia; he died at the comparatively early age of 39,\r\nemulating, as it were, the life career of his Lord the Christ who\r\ndied at 33. The Fire martyrised the body, but kindled and brought\r\nforth experiences and realisations that save and truths that abide.\r\n<SPAN STYLE=\"font-weight: medium\">It</SPAN><B> </B>was the Divine\r\nFire whose vision and experience he had on the famous night of 23\r\nNovember 1654 which brought about his final and definitive\r\nconversion. It was the same fire that had blazed up in his brain,\r\nwhile yet a boy, and made him a precocious genius, a marvel of\r\nintellectual power in the exact sciences. At 12 this prodigy\r\ndiscovered by himself the 32nd proposition of Euclid, Book I. At\r\nsixteen he wrote a treatise on conic sections. At nineteen he\r\ninvented a calculating machine which, without the help of any\r\nmathematical rule or process, gave absolutely accurate results. At\r\ntwenty-three he published his experiments with vacuum. At twenty-five\r\nhe conducted the well-known experiment from the tower of St. Jacques,\r\nproving the existence of atmospheric pressure. His studies in\r\ninfinitesimal calculus were remarkably creative and original. And it\r\nmight be said he was a pioneer in quite a new branch of mathematics,\r\nviz., the mathematical theory of probability. We shall see presently\r\nhow his preoccupation with the mathematics of chance and probability\r\ncoloured and reinforced his metaphysics and theology.</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 107</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.53cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>But the pressure upon his dynamic and heated brain –\r\nthe fiery zeal in his mind – was already proving too much and he\r\nwas advised medically to take complete rest. Thereupon followed what\r\nwas known as Pascal\'s mundane life – a period of distraction and\r\ndissipation; but this did not last long nor was it of a serious\r\nnature. The inner fire could brook no delay, it was eager and\r\nimpatient to englobe other fields and domains. Indeed, it turned to\r\nits own field – the heart. Pascal became initiated into the mystery\r\nof Faith and Grace. Still he had to pass through a terrible period of\r\ndejection and despair: the life of the world had given him no rest or\r\nrelaxation, it served only to fill his cup of misery to the brim. But\r\nthe hour of final relief was not long postponed: the Grace came to\r\nhim, even as it came to Moses or St. Paul as a sudden flare of fire\r\nwhich burnt up the Dark Night and opened out the portals of Morning\r\nGlory.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.43cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Pascal\'s place in the evolution of European culture and\r\nconsciousness is of considerable significance and importance. He came\r\nat a critical time, on the mounting tide of rationalism and\r\nscepticism, in an age when the tone and temper of human mentality\r\nwere influenced and fashioned by Montaigne and Rochefoucauld, by\r\nBacon and Hobbes. Pascal himself, born in such an atmosphere of doubt\r\nand disbelief and disillusionment, had sucked in a full dose of that\r\npoison; yet he survived and found the Rock of Ages, became the\r\nclarion of Faith against Denial. What a spectacle it was! This is\r\nwhat one wrote just a quarter of a century after the death of Pascal:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.46cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>&quot;They can no longer tell us that it is only small\r\nminds that have piety. They are shown how it has grown best in one of\r\nthe the greatest geometricians, one of the subtlest metaphysicians,\r\none of the most penetrating minds that ever existed on earth. The\r\npiety of such a philosopher should make the unbeliever and the\r\nlibertine declare what a certain Diocles said one day on seeing\r\nEpicurus in a temple: \'What a feast, what a spectacle for me to see\r\nEpicurus in a temple! All my doubts vainsh, piety takes its place\r\nagain. I never saw Jupiter\'s greatness so well as now when I behold\r\nEpicurus kneeling down!&quot;<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.46cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.14cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT> &quot;Ils ne\r\npeuvent plus nous dire qu\'il n\'y a que de petits esprits qui aient de\r\nla pi<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>t<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>:\r\ncar on leur en fait voir de la mieux pouss<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>\r\ndans run des plus grands g<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>o-m<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&egrave;</FONT>tres,\r\nl\'un des plus subtils m<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>taphysiciens,\r\net des plus p<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>n<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>trants\r\nesprits que aient jamais <FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>t<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>\r\nau monde. La pi<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>t<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>\r\nd\'un tel philosophe devrait faire dire aux ind<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>vots\r\net awe libertins ce que dit un jour un certain Diocl<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>s,\r\nen voyant Epicure dans un temple: \'Quelle f<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&ecirc;</FONT>te,\'\r\ns\'<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>criait-il, \'quelle spectacle\r\npour moi, de voir Epicure dans un temple! Tous mes soup<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&ccedil;</FONT>ons\r\ns\'<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>vanouissent: la pi<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>t<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>\r\nreprend sa place; et je ne vis jamais mieux la grandeur de Jupiter\r\nque depuis que je vois Epicure <FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&agrave;</FONT>\r\ngenoux!\' &quot; a – Bayle: <I>Nouvelle de la R<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>publique\r\ndes Lettres.</I></FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; text-indent:0.14cm; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 108</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>What\r\ncharacterises Pascal is the way in which he has bent his brain –\r\nnot rejected it – but truly bent and forced even the dry\r\n&quot;geometrical brain&quot; to the service of Faith.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.39cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>In his inquiry into truth and certitude Pascal takes his\r\nstand upon what he calls the geometrical method, the only valid\r\nmethod, according to him, in the sphere of reason. The characteristic\r\nof this method is that it takes for granted certain fundamental\r\nprinciples and realities – called axioms and postulates or\r\ndefinitions – and proceeds to other truths that are infallibly and\r\ninevitably deduced from them, that are inherent and implied in them.\r\nThere is no use or necessity in trying to demonstrate these\r\nfundamentals also; that will only land us into confusion and muddle.\r\nThey have to be simply accepted, they do not require demonstration,\r\nit is they that demonstrate others. Such, for instance, are space,\r\ntime,  number, the reality of which it is foolishness and pedantry to\r\nI seek to prove. There is then an order of truths that do not i\r\nrequire to be proved. We are referring only to the order of I\r\nphysical truths. But there is another order, Pascal says, equally I\r\nvalid and veritable, the order of the Spirit. Here we have i another\r\nset of fundamentals that have to be accepted and taken for granted,\r\nmatrix of other truths and realities. It can also be called the order\r\nof the Heart. Reason posits physical fundamentals; it does not know\r\nof the fundamentals of the Heart which are beyond its reach; such are\r\nGod, Soul, Immortality which are evident only to Faith.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.37cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>But Faith and Reason, according to Pascal, are not\r\ncontraries nor irreconcilables. Because the things of faith are\r\nbeyond reason, it is not that they are irrational. Here is what\r\nPascal says about the function and limitation of reason:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.39cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>&quot;The last movement of reason is to know that there\r\nis an infinity of things that are beyond it. It must be a very weak\r\nreason if it does not arrive there.&quot;<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT></FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT>\r\n&quot;La derni<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&egrave;</FONT>re d<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>marche\r\nde la raison, c\'est de conna<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&icirc;</FONT>tre\r\nqu\'il y a une infinit<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT> de\r\nchases qui la surpassent. Elle est bien faible si elle ne va\r\njusque-l<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&agrave;</FONT></FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2 FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">Page –\r\n109</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.5cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>&quot;One must know where one should doubt, where one\r\nshould submit.&quot;<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.5cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>&quot;Two excesses are equally dangerous: to exclude\r\nreason, to admit nothing but reason.&quot;<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.5cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>He goes farther and adopting a positive attitude says:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.5cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>&quot;We know truth not by reason alone, but by the\r\nheart also: it is in the latter way that we know the first\r\nprinciples, and in vain does reasoning, that has no part in it,\r\nattempt to combat them... The heart feels... and the reason demon\r\nstrates afterwards... Principles are felt, propositions are deduced.\r\n. . . &quot;<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup3;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.36cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>About doubt, Pascal says that the perfect doubter, the\r\nPyrrhonian as he is called, is a fiction. Pascal asks:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.42cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>&quot;What will men do in such a state? Will he doubt\r\neverything?... Will he doubt whether he doubts ? Will he doubt\r\nwhether he exists?. . . In fact there has never been a perfectly\r\neffective Pyrrhonian.&quot;<FONT SIZE=1 STYLE=\"font-size: 8pt\">4</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.41cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>The process of conversion of the doubting mind, of the\r\ndry intellectual reason as propounded and perhaps practised by Pascal\r\nis also a characteristic mark of his nature and genius. It is\r\nexplained in his famous letter on &quot;bet&quot; or &quot;game of\r\nchance&quot; <I>(Le Pari). </I>Here is how he puts the issue to the\r\ndoubting mind (I am giving the substance, not his words): let us say\r\nthen that in the world we are playing a game of chance. How do the\r\nchances stand? What are the gains and losses if God does not exist?\r\nWhat \'are the gains and losses if God does exist? If God exists, by\r\naccepting and reaching him what do we gain? All that man cares for –\r\nhappiness, felicity. And what do we lose? We lose the world of\r\nmisery. If, on the other \'hand, God does not exist, by believing him\r\nto exist, we lose nothing, we are not more miserable than what we\r\nare. If, however, God exists and we do not believe him, we gain this</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.41cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT>\r\n&quot;Il faut savoir douter o<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&ugrave;</FONT>\r\nil faut, se soumettre o<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&ugrave;</FONT> il\r\nfaut.&quot;</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT>\r\n&quot;Ce sont deux ex<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&egrave;</FONT>s\r\n<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>galement dangereux, d\'exclure\r\nla raison, de n\'admettre que la raison.&quot;</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup3;</FONT>\r\n&quot;Nous connaissons la v<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>rit<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>,\r\nnon seulement par la raison, mais encore par Ie c<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&aelig;</FONT>ur;\r\nc\'est de cette derni<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&egrave;</FONT>re sorte\r\nque nous connaissons les premiers principes, et c\'est en vain que Ie\r\nraisonnement qui n\'y a point de part, essaye de leg combattre... Le\r\nc<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">œ</FONT>ur sent et la raison d<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>montre\r\nensuite Les principes se sentent, leg propositions se concluent.&quot;</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT SIZE=1>4</FONT>&quot;Que\r\nCera done l\'homme en cet <FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>tat?\r\nDoutera-t-il de tout? . . . doutera-t-il s\'il doute? doutera-t-il\r\ns\'il est?. .En fait qu\'il n\'y ajamais eu de pyrrhonien effectif\r\nparfait.&quot;</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 110</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>world\r\nof misery but we lose all that is worth having. Thus Pascal concludes\r\nthat even from the standpoint of mere gain and loss, belief in God is\r\nmore advantageous than unbelief. This is how he applied to\r\nmetaphysics the mathematics of probability.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.39cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>One is not sure if such reasoning is convincing to the\r\nintellect; but perhaps it is a necessary stage in conversion. At\r\nleast we can conclude that Pascal had to pass through such a stage;\r\nand it indicates the difficulty his brain had to undergo, the tension\r\nor even the torture he made it pass through. It is true, from Reason\r\nPascal went over to Faith, even while giving Reason its due. Still it\r\nseems the two were not perfectly synthetised or fused in him. There\r\nwas a gap between that was not thoroughly bridged. Pascal did not\r\npossess the higher, intuitive, luminous mind that mediates\r\nsuccessfully between the physical discursive ratiocinative brain-mind\r\nand the vision of faith: it is because deep in his consciousness\r\nthere lay this chasm. Indeed, <I>Pascal\'s abyss (l\' ab<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&icirc;</FONT>me\r\nde Pascal) </I>is a well-known legend. Pascal, it appears, used to\r\nhave very often the vision of an abyss about to open before him and\r\nhe shuddered at the prospect of falling into it. It seems to us to be\r\nan experience of the Infinity – the Infinity to which he was so\r\nmuch attracted and of which he wrote so beautifully <I>(L\'infiniment\r\ngrand et l\'infiniment petit) – but </I>into which he could not\r\nevidently jump overboard unreservedly. This produced a dichotomy, a\r\nlack of integration of personality, Jung would say. Pascal\'s brain\r\nwas cold, firm, almost rigid; his heart was volcanic, the faith he\r\nhad was a fire: it lacked something of the pure light and burned with\r\na lurid glare.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.39cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>And the reason is his metaphysics. It is the Jansenist\r\nconception of God and human nature that inspired and coloured all his\r\nexperience and consciousness. According to it, as according to the\r\nCalvinist conception, man is a corrupt being, corroded to the core,\r\noriginal sin has branded his very soul. Only Grace saves him and\r\nreleases him. The order of sin and the order of Grace are distinct\r\nand disparate worlds and yet they complement each other and need each\r\nother. Greatness and misery are intertwined, united, unified with\r\neach other in him. Here is an echo of the Manichean position which\r\nalso involves an abyss. But even then God\'s grace is not a free</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; text-indent:0.39cm; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 111</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>agent,\r\nas Jesuits declare; there is a predestination that guides and\r\ncontrols it. This was one of the main subjects he treated in his\r\nfamous open letters <I>(Les Provinciales) </I>that brought him renown\r\nalmost overnight. Eternal hell is a possible prospect that faces the\r\nJansenist. That was why a Night always over-shadowed the Day in\r\nPascal\'s soul.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.42cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Man then, according to Pascal, is by nature a sinful\r\nthing. He can lay no claim to noble virtue as his own: all in him is\r\nvile, he is a lump of dirt and filth. Even the greatest has his full\r\nshare of this taint. The greatest, the saintliest, and the meanest,\r\nthe most sinful, all meet, all are equal on this common platform; all\r\nhave the same feet of clay. Man is as miserable a creature as a\r\nbeast, as much a part and product of Nature as a plant. Only there is\r\nthis difference that an animal or a tree is unconscious, while man\r\nknows that he is miserable. This knowledge or perception makes him\r\nmore miserable, but that is his real and only greatness – there is\r\nno other. His thought, his self-consciousness, and his sorrow and\r\nrepentance and contrition for what he is – that is the only good\r\npart – Mary\'s part – that has been given to him. Here are\r\nPascal\'s own words on the subject:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>	&quot;The\r\ngreatness of man is great in this that he knows he is miserable. A\r\ntree does not know that it is miserable.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.53cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>It is misery indeed to know oneself miserable. But one\r\nis great when one knows thus that he is miserable.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.53cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Thought is man\'s greatness.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.53cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Man is a mere reed, the weakest in nature, but he is a\r\nthinking reed.&quot;<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.43cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Pascal\'s faith had not the calm, tranquil, serene,\r\nluminous and happy self-possession of an Indian Rishi. It was ardent\r\nand impatient, fiery and vehement. It had to be so perhaps, since it\r\nwas to stand against his steely brain (and a gloomy vital or life\r\nforce) as a counterpoise, even as an antidote. This tension and\r\nschism brought about, at least contributed to his neurasthenia and\r\nphysical infirmity. But whatever the effect</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.43cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.43cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT>&quot;La grandeur\r\nde l\'homme est grande en se qu\'il se conna<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&icirc;</FONT>t\r\nmis<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>rable. Un arbre ne se\r\nconna<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&icirc;</FONT>t pas miserable.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.43cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>C\'est done <FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&ecirc;</FONT>tre\r\nmis<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>rable que de se conna<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&icirc;</FONT>tre\r\nmiserable. Mais c\'est <FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&ecirc;</FONT>tre grand\r\nque de conna<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&icirc;</FONT>tre qu\'on est\r\nmis<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>rable.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.43cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Pens<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>e fait la\r\ngrandeur de l\'homme.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.43cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>L\'homme n\'est qu\'un roseau, Ie plus faible de la nature,\r\nmais e\'est un roseau pensant.&quot;</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; text-indent:0.43cm; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 112</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>upon\r\nhis inner consciousness and spiritual achievement, his power of\r\nexpression, his literary style acquired by that a special quality\r\nwhich is his great gift to the French language. If one speaks of\r\nPascal, one has to speak of his language also; for he was one of the\r\ngreat masters who created the French prose. His prose was a wonderful\r\nblend of clarity, precision, serried logic and warmth, colour, life,\r\nmovement, plasticity.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.41cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>A translation cannot give any idea of the Pascalian\r\nstyle; but an inner echo of the same can perhaps be caught from the\r\nthought movement of these characteristic sayings of his with which we\r\nconclude:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>	&quot;Contradiction\r\nis not a mark of falsehood, nor is uncontradiction a mark of truth.&quot;<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"text-indent:0.38cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>&quot;The infinite distance of the body from the mind\r\nimages the distance infinitely more infinite of the mind from Charity\r\n(Divine Grace, Faith).&quot;<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.4cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>&quot;The heart has its reasons which Reason knows\r\nnot... I say, the heart loves the universal being naturally, and\r\nitself also naturally, according to whichsoever it gives itself. And\r\nit hardens itself against the one or the other according to its\r\nchoice. You have rejected one and preserved the other. Is it by the\r\nreason that you love ?&quot;<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup3;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.42cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>&quot;Know then, a you proud one, what a paradox you are\r\nto yourself. Humble yourself, impotent Reason. Learn, man surpasses\r\nman infinitely. Hear from your Master your true state which you do\r\nnot know. Listen to God.&quot;<sup>4</sup></FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.45cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1; </FONT>&quot;Ni la\r\ncontradiction n\'est marque de fausset<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>,\r\nni l\'incontradiction n\'est marque de v<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>rit<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>.&quot;</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.45cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2; </FONT>&quot;La distance\r\ninfinite des corps aux esprits figure la distance infiniment plus\r\ninfinie des esprits <FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&agrave;</FONT> la\r\ncharit<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>.&quot;</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2>	<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup3;</FONT>\r\n&quot;Le c<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">œ</FONT>ur a ses raisons que la\r\nraison ne conna<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&icirc;</FONT>t point; ... Je\r\ndis que Ie c<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">œ</FONT>ur aime l\'<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&ecirc;</FONT>tre\r\nuniversel naturellement, et soi-m<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&ecirc;</FONT>me\r\nnaturellement, selon qu\'il s\'y donne; et il se durcit contre l\'un ou\r\nl\'autre, <FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&agrave;</FONT> son choix. Vous avez\r\nrejet<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT> l\'un et conserv<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>\r\nl\'autre. Est-ce par raison que vous aimez?&quot;</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.36cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2><FONT SIZE=1>4</FONT>&quot;Connaissez done, superbe,\r\nquel paradoxe vous <FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&ecirc;</FONT>tes <FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&agrave;</FONT>\r\nvous-m<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&ecirc;</FONT>me. Humiliezvous, raison\r\nimpuissante: apprenez que l\'homme passe infiniment l\'homme, et\r\nentendez de votre ma<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&icirc;</FONT>tre votre\r\ncondition v<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>ritable que vous\r\nignorez. <FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&Eacute;</FONT>coutez Dieu.\'.</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; text-indent:0.36cm; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 113</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=\"right\" STYLE=\"text-indent:0.36cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"> \r\n<a href=\"-00_Ccontent\"><img src=\"/Nolini/Volume-2/_Gif_Image/home03a.gif\" width=\"37\" height=\"47\" border=\"0\"></a></P>\r\n		</td>\r\n	</tr>\r\n</table>\r\n</BODY>\r\n</HTML>','-12_Blaise Pascal','','publish','closed','open','','12_blaise-pascal','','','2021-11-23 17:58:42','2021-11-23 17:58:42','',0,'http://collectedworksofnolinikantagupta.com/index.php/2021/11/23/12_blaise-pascal/',0,'post','',0),(1968,1,'2021-11-23 17:58:42','2021-11-23 17:58:42','<!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC \"-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.0 Transitional//EN\">\r\n<HTML>\r\n<HEAD>\r\n	\r\n	<TITLE>The\r\nWorld is One</TITLE>\r\n	\r\n</HEAD>\r\n<BODY LANG=\"en-US\" DIR=\"LTR\">\r\n<table border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" width=\"100%\">\r\n	<tr>\r\n		<td>\r\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><B>\r\n<font size=\"4\">The\r\nWorld is One</font></B></p>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">WE\r\nsay not only that India is one and indivisible (and for that matter,\r\nBengal too is one and indivisible, since we have to repeat axiomatic\r\ntruths that have fallen on evil days and on evil tongues) but that\r\nalso the whole world is one and indivisible. They who seek to drive\r\nin a wedge anywhere, who are busy laying some kind of </span><I><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">cordon\r\nsanitaire </span></I><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">across countries and nations or cultures and\r\n</span><SPAN LANG=\"en-GB\" style=\"font-size:12pt;\">civilisations</SPAN><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">, in the name of a bigoted\r\nideology, are, to say the least, doing a disservice to humanity,\r\nindeed they are inviting a disaster and catastrophe to the world and\r\nequally to themselves. For that is an attempt to stem the high tide\r\nof Nature\'s swell towards a global unity that shall brook no\r\nresistance.</span></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.16in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">The distinctions and differences that held good in other\r\ntimes and climes can have no sense or value in the world of today.\r\nRace or religion can divide man no longer; even nationhood has lost\r\nmuch of its original force and meaning. It is strange -perhaps it is\r\ninevitable in the secret process of Nature\'s working -that when\r\neverything in conditions and circumstances obviously demands and\r\npoints to an obliteration of all frontiers of division and separation\r\n-economically and politially too - and all drives towards a closer\r\nco-operation and intermingling, it is precisely then that the\r\ncontrary spirit and impulse raises its head and seems even to gather\r\nadded strength and violence. The fact may have two explanations.\r\nFirst of all, it may mean a </span><SPAN LANG=\"en-GB\" style=\"font-size:12pt;\">defence</SPAN><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\"> gesture\r\nin Nature, that is to say, certain forces or formations have a\r\npermanent place in Nature\'s economy and when they apprehend that they\r\nare being ousted and neglected, when there is a one-pointed drive for\r\ntheir exclusion, naturally they surge up and demand recognition with\r\na vengeance: for things forgotten or left aside that form</span><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; padding-top:0in; padding-right:0in; padding-bottom:0.03in; padding-left:0in; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page - 261</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">indissolubly\r\npart of Nature\'s fabric and pattern, one has to retrace one\'s steps\r\nin order to pick them up again. But also the phenomenon may mean a\r\nsimple case of atavism: for we must know that there are certain\r\nold-world aboriginal habits and movements that have to go and have no\r\nplace in the higher scheme of Nature and these too come up off and\r\non, especially when the demand is there for their final liquidation.\r\nThey have to be </span><SPAN LANG=\"en-GB\" style=\"font-size:12pt;\">recognised</SPAN><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\"> as such and\r\ntreated as such. Radical and religious (including ideological)\r\negoisms seem to us to belong to this category.</span></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.18in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">In the higher scheme of Nature, the next evolutionary\r\nstatus that is being forged, </span><I><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">it </span></I><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">is unity, harmony that is\r\ninsisted upon, for that is the very basis of the new creation:\r\nwhatever militates against that, whatever creates division and\r\ndisruption must be banned and ruthlessly eschewed. In the reality of\r\nthings, in the actual life that man lives, it will be found that on\r\nthe whole, things that separate are less numerous and insistent than\r\nthose which unite, man and man and nation and nation, if each one\r\nsimply lives and lets live: on the contrary, it is the points of\r\nconcordance and mutuality that abound. A certain knot or twist in the\r\nmind makes all the difference: it brings in the ignorance,\r\nselfishness, blind passion-a possession by the dark forces of atavism\r\nthat makes the mischief.</span></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.16in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">We ask for freedom, liberty of the individual,\r\nself-determination -well and good. But that does not mean the </span><SPAN LANG=\"en-GB\" style=\"font-size:12pt;\">licence</SPAN><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">\r\nto do as one pleases, impelled by one\'s irrational idiosyncrasies.\r\nThe individual must be truly individual, not a fractional being, the\r\nself must be the real self, not a shadow or surface formulation in\r\norder to have the full right to unfettered movement. Liberty, yes;\r\nbut that means liberty for all which means again the other two terms\r\nof the great trinity, equality and fraternity. Individuality, yes;\r\nthat means every individuality, in other words, solidarity. The two\r\nsides of the equation must be given equal value and equal emphasis.\r\nIf the stress upon one leads to Nazism, Fascism or Stalinism,\r\nsteam-rollered uniformity or streamlined regimentation, the death of\r\nthe individual, the other emphasis leads to disintegration and\r\ndisruption, to the same end in a different way. But in the world of\r\ntoday, after the victory in the last war over the Nazi conception of\r\nhumanity, it seems as though the spirit of disruption has gone</span></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; text-indent:0.16in; padding-top:0in; padding-right:0in; padding-bottom:0.03in; padding-left:0in; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page - 262</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">abroad,\r\nhuman consciousness has been atom-bombed into flying fragments; so we\r\nhave the spectacle of all manner of parochialism pullulating on the\r\nearth, regional and ideological -imperial blocs, nations, groups,\r\nparties have </span><SPAN LANG=\"en-GB\" style=\"font-size:12pt;\">chequered</SPAN><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\"> </span><I><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">ad infinitum,\r\n</span></I><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">have </span><SPAN LANG=\"en-GB\" style=\"font-size:12pt;\">balkanised</SPAN><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\"> human commonalty.</span></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.15in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">We badly needed a United Nations </span><SPAN LANG=\"en-GB\" style=\"font-size:12pt;\">Organisation</SPAN><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">,\r\nbut we are facing the utmost possible disunity. The lesson is that\r\npolitics alone will not save us, nor even economics. The word has\r\ngone forth: what is required is a </span><I><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">change of heart. </span></I><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">The leaders\r\nof humanity must have a new heart grafted in place of the old. That\r\nis the surgical operation imperative at the moment. That heart will\r\ndeclare in its beats that the cosmos is not atomic but one and\r\nindivisible, </span><I><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">ekam sat, neha n</span><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">a</span></FONT><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">n</span><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">a</span></FONT><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">sti\r\nki</span><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\"><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">ñ</span></FONT><span style=\"font-size:12pt;\">cana.</span></I><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; font-style:normal; padding-top:0in; padding-right:0in; padding-bottom:0.03in; padding-left:0in; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page - 263</FONT></P>\r\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\">\r\n<a href=\"-00_Ccontent\"><img src=\"/Nolini/Volume-2/_Gif_Image/home03a.gif\" width=\"34\" height=\"43\" border=\"0\"></a></p>\r\n		</td>\r\n	</tr>\r\n</table>\r\n</BODY>\r\n</HTML>','-38_The World is One','','publish','closed','open','','38_the-world-is-one','','','2021-11-23 17:58:42','2021-11-23 17:58:42','',0,'http://collectedworksofnolinikantagupta.com/index.php/2021/11/23/38_the-world-is-one/',0,'post','',0),(1969,1,'2021-11-23 17:58:42','2021-11-23 17:58:42','<!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC \"-//W3C//DTD HTML 3.2//EN\">\r\n<HTML>\r\n<HEAD>\r\n	<META HTTP-EQUIV=\"CONTENT-TYPE\" CONTENT=\"text/html; charset=utf-8\">\r\n	<TITLE>Mystic\r\nPoetry</TITLE>\r\n	\r\n</HEAD>\r\n<BODY LANG=\"en-US\">\r\n<table border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" width=\"100%\">\r\n	<tr>\r\n		<td>\r\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\">\r\n<FONT face=\"Times New Roman\" size=\"4\"><B>Mystic\r\nPoetry</B></FONT></p>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"font-weight: medium; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>I WOULD like to make a distinction between mystic poetry\r\nand spiritual poetry. To equate mysticism and spirituality is not\r\nalways happy or even correct. Thus, when Tagore sings:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"font-weight: medium; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"font-weight: medium; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>	Who comes along singing and steering his boat?</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"font-weight: medium; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>	It seems a face familiar.</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"font-weight: medium; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>	He goes in full sail, turns nor right nor left;</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"font-weight: medium; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>	The waves break helplessly at the sides!</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"font-weight: medium; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>	His face looks familiar... <FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"font-weight: medium; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"font-weight: medium; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>it is mysticism, mysticism <I>in excelsis. </I>Even\r\nA.E.\'s</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"font-weight: medium; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"font-weight: medium; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>		I turn</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"font-weight: medium; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>	To Thee, invisible, unrumoured, still:</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"text-indent:0.76cm; font-weight: medium; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>		White for Thy whiteness all desires burn.</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"text-indent:0.76cm; font-weight: medium; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>	Ah, with what longing once again I turn!<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"text-indent:0.76cm; font-weight: medium; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"font-weight: medium; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>is just on the borderland: it has succeeded in leaving\r\nbehind the mystic domain, but has not yet entered the city of the\r\nSpirit – at the most, it has turned the corner and approached the\r\ngate. Listen now,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"font-weight: medium; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"font-weight: medium; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>	My soul unhorizoned widens to measureless sight,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"font-weight: medium; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>			My body is God\'s happy living tool,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"font-weight: medium; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>					My spirit a vast sun of deathless light.<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup3;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"font-weight: medium; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"font-weight: medium; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>or the more occult yet luminously vibrant lines:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT>\r\n&quot;The Golden Boat.&quot;</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;\r\n</FONT>S A.E.: &quot;Desire.&quot;</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup3;</FONT>\r\nSri Aurobindo: &quot;Transformation.&quot;</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 64</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.96cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>He stood upon a threshold serpent-watched,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.96cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>And peered into gleaming endless corridors,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.96cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Silent and listening in the silent heart</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.96cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>For the coming of the new and the unknown.</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.96cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>He gazed across the empty stillness</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.96cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>And heard the footsteps of the undreamed Idea</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.96cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>In the far avenues of the Beyond.</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.96cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>He heard the secret Voice, the Word that knows,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.96cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>And saw the secret face that is our own.<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT>...</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>Is\r\nthere not a fundamental difference, difference not merely with regard\r\nto the poetic personality, but with regard to the very stuff of\r\nconsciousness? There is direct vision here, the fullness of light,\r\nthe native rhythm and substance of revelation, as if </FONT>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:1.96cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>In the dead wall closing from a wider self,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:1.96cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Parting a door to things unseized by earth-sense,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:1.96cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>It lifted the heavy curtain of the flesh.<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT>.\r\n. .</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.36cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>When the Spirit speaks its own language in its own name,\r\nwe have spiritual poetry. If, however, the Spirit speaks – from\r\nchoice or necessity-an alien language and manner, e.g., that of a\r\nprofane consciousness, or of the consciousness of another domain,\r\nidealistic or philosophical or even occult, puts on or imitates\r\nspirit\'s language and manner, we have what we propose to call mystic\r\npoetry proper. When Samain sings of the body of the dancer:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3><I>Et Pannyre devient fleur, flamme, papillon! </I>...</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3><I>Comme au travers d\'une eau soyeuse et continue;</I></FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3><I>Dans un divin <FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>clair,\r\nmontre Pannyre nue.<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup3;</FONT></I></FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT>\r\nSri Aurobindo: <I>Savitri, </I>Book I, Canto III.</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT>\r\nIbid.</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"text-indent:0.19cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Later version:</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"text-indent:0.19cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>In the dead wall closing us from wider self,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"text-indent:0.19cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Into a secrecy of apparent sleep,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"text-indent:0.19cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>The mystic tract beyond our waking thoughts,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"text-indent:0.19cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>A door parted, built in by Matter\'s force,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"text-indent:0.19cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Releasing things unseized by earthly sense:</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup3;</FONT>\r\nAlbert Samain: &quot;Pannyre awe talons d\'or&quot;-Aux <I>Flancs du\r\nVase.</I></FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:0.19cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>And Pannyre became flower, flame, butterfly.. . .</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:0.19cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>As though through a silky continuity of water</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:0.19cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>In a divine flash showed Pannyre naked.</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 65</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>or\r\nwhen Mallarm<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT> describes the\r\nlaurel flower:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.03cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3><I>Vermeil comme Ie pur orteil du s<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>raphin</I></FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.03cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3><I>Que rougit la pudeur des aurores foul<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>es,\r\n<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT></I></FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>both\r\nso idealise, etherealize, almost spiritualise the earth and the flesh\r\nthat they seem ostensibly only a vesture of something e1se behind,\r\nsomething mysterious and other-worldly, something other than, even\r\njust opposite to what they actually are or appear to be. That is the\r\nmys<I>tique </I>of the senses which is a very characteristic feature\r\nof some of the best poetic inspirations of France. Baudelaire too,\r\nthe Satanic poet, by the sheer intensity of sympathy and sincerity,\r\npierces as it were into the soul of things and makes the ugly, the\r\nunclean, the diseased, the sordid throb and glow with an almost\r\ncelestial light. Here is the Baudelairean manner:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"text-indent:2.46cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3><I>Tout cass<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>s</I></FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3><I>Qu\'ils sont, its ant desyeux per<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&ccedil;</FONT>ants\r\ncomme une vrille,</I></FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3><I>Luisant comme ces trous o<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&ugrave;</FONT>\r\nI\' eau dart dans la nuit;</I></FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3><I>lis ant les yeux divins de la petite fille. <FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT></I>.\r\n. .</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>It\r\nis not merely by addressing the be1oved as your goddess that you can\r\nattain this mysticism; the Elizabethan did that in merry abundance,\r\n<I>ad nauseam. </I>A finer temper, a more delicate touch, a more\r\nsubtle sensitiveness and a kind of artistic wizardry are necessary to\r\ntune the body into a rhythm of the spirit. The other line of\r\nmysticism is common enough, viz., to express the spirit in terms and\r\nrhythms of the flesh. Tagore did that liberally, the Vaishnava poets\r\ndid nothing but that, the Song of Solomon is an exquisite example of\r\nthat procedure. There is here, however, a difference in degrees which\r\nis an interesting feature worth noting. Thus in Tagore the reference\r\nto the spirit is evident, that is the major or central chord; the\r\nearthly and the sensuous are meant as the name</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:0.24cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;&sup1;</FONT> Mallarme:\r\n&quot;Les Fleurs&quot;.</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:0.24cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>&quot;Vermilion like the pure toe of the seraph</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:0.24cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Reddened by the blush of dawns it trampled through.&quot;</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:0.24cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT>&quot;Quite broken\r\nthey are, yet they have eyes that pierce like a drill, shine like\r\nthose holes in which the water sleeps at night: they have the divine\r\neyes of a little girl.&quot;-Baude1aire, &quot;Les petites vieilles&quot;</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 66</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>and\r\nform, as the body to render concrete, living and vibrant, near and\r\nintimate what otherwise would perhaps be vague and abstract, afar,\r\naloof. But this mundane or human appearance has a value in so far as\r\nit is a support, a pointer or symbol of the spiritual import. And the\r\nmysticism lies precisely in the play of the two, a hide-and-seek\r\nbetween them. On the other hand, as I said, the greater portion of\r\nVaishnava poetry, like a precious and beautiful casket, no doubt,\r\nhides the spiritual import: not the pure significance but the sign\r\nand symbol are luxuriously elaborated, they are placed in the\r\nforeground in all magnificence: as if it was their very purpose to\r\nconceal the real meaning. When the Vaishnava poet says, </FONT>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>	O\r\nlove, what more shall I, shall Radha speak,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>			Since\r\nmortal words are weak?</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>			In\r\nlife, in death,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>		In\r\nbeing and in breath</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>	No\r\nother lord but thee can Radha seek.!</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>there\r\nis nothing in the matter or manner which can indicate, to the\r\nuninitiated, any reference to the Spirit or the Divine. Or this\r\nagain,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>	I\r\nhave gazed upon beauty from my very birth</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>			and\r\nyet my eyes</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>	are\r\nnot satiated; I have rested bosom upon bosom</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>		for\r\nthousands</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>	of\r\naeons and yet my heart is not soothed.. . .</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>they\r\nall give a very beautiful, a very poignant experience of love, but\r\none does not know if it is love human or divine, if it is soul\'s love\r\nor mere bodily love.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.32cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>The famous Song of Solomon too is not on a different\r\nfooting, when the poet cries:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.32cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>	Thou\r\nhast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse;</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>		thou\r\nhast</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>				ravished\r\nmy heart with one of thine eyes, with</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>				one\r\nchain of thy neck.. . .</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2>Sri\r\nAurobindo: &quot;Radha\'s Appeal&quot; in <I>Songs to Myrtilla.</I></FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 67</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"font-style:normal; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>one can explain that it is the Christ calling the Church\r\nor God appealing to the human soul or one can simply find in it\r\nnothing more than a man pining for his woman. Anyhow I would not call\r\nit spiritual poetry or even mystic poetry. For in itself it does not\r\ncarry any double or oblique meaning, there is no suggestion that it\r\nis applicable to other fields or domains of consciousness: it is, as\r\nit were, monovalent. An allegory is never mysticism. There is more\r\nmysticism in Wordsworth, even in Shelley and Keats, than in Spenser,\r\nfor example, who stands in this respect on the same ground as Bunyan\r\nin his The Pilgrim\'s Progress. Take Wordsworth as a\r\nNature-worshipper,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"font-style:normal; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"font-style:normal; margin-left:1.96cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Breaking the silence of the seas</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"font-style:normal; margin-left:1.96cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Among the farthest Hebrides.<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.96cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>or\r\nWordsworth the Pagan,</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn. 2</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>I\r\ndo not know if this is not mysticism, what else is. Neither is\r\nreligious poetry true mysticism (or true spirituality). I find more\r\nmysticism in</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"text-indent:2.14cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Come, let us run</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>	And\r\ngive the world a girdle with the sun!<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup3;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:-0.03cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>than in this pious morning hymn,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Heaven is, dear Lord! where\'er Thou art,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>O never then from me depart !<FONT SIZE=1 STYLE=\"font-size: 8pt\">4</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.4cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>I am anticipating however, I shall come to the point\r\npresently again. I was speaking of spiritual poetry. Listen once more\r\nto these simple, transparent, yet vibrant lines:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.4cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>But how shall body not seem a hollow space</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>When the soul bears eternity\'s embrace?<sup><FONT SIZE=1 STYLE=\"font-size: 8pt\">5</FONT></sup></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT>\r\n&quot;The Solitary Reaper&quot;.</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT>\r\n&quot;The World is too much with us&quot;...</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup3;</FONT>\r\nJohn Hall: &quot;To his Tutor&quot;.</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT SIZE=1 STYLE=\"font-size: 8pt\">4</FONT>Ken:\r\n&quot;A Morning Hymn&quot;.</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT SIZE=1 STYLE=\"font-size: 8pt\">5</FONT>\r\nK. D. Sethna: &quot;Deluge&quot; in <I>The <FONT FACE=\"Arial Narrow\">Secret\r\n</FONT>Splendour.</I></FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; font-style:normal; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 68</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"font-style:normal; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>or these again equally fraught with an intense\r\nexperience a quiet in – gathered luminous consciousness:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"font-style:normal; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>I held my breath and from a world of din</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>			Solitarily\r\nI sat apart</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>And felt the being vistaed into fire</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>			Of\r\ntruth which did acquire</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>			Rhythm\r\nin the heart,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.96cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>When lo, I knew the worlds without as worlds			within.<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>But\r\nfirst let us go to the <I>fans <FONT FACE=\"Arial Narrow\">et </FONT>origo,\r\n</I>be acquainted with the very genuine article in its purity and\r\nperfection, in its essential simplicity. I do not know of any other\r\nideal exemplar than the Upanishad. Thus,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>There the sun shines not and the moon has no</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>splendour and the stars are blind; there these</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>lightnings flash not, nor any earthly fire. For all</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>that is bright is but the shadow of His brightness</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>and by His shining all this shineth.<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>Or\r\nthis one equally deep, luminous and revealing:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Even as one Fire hath entered into the world but</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>it shapeth itself to the form it meeteth, so there</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>is one Spirit within all creatures but it shapeth</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>itself to form and form; it is likewise outside these.<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup3;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>This\r\nis spiritual matter and spiritual manner that can never be improved\r\nupon. This is spiritual poetry in its quintessence. I am referring\r\nnaturally here to the original and not to the translation which can\r\nnever do full justice, even at its very best, to the poetic value in\r\nquestion. For apart from the individual genius of the poet, the\r\ngreatness of the language, the instrument used by the poet, is also\r\ninvolved. It may well be what is comparatively easy and natural in\r\nthe language of the</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT>\r\nHarindranath Chattopadhyaya: &quot;Blue Profound&quot; in <I>Strange\r\nJourney.</I></FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><I><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT>\r\nKatha Upanishad.</I></FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup3;</FONT>\r\nIbid.</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 69</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"font-weight: medium; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>gods <I>(devabhasha) </I>wouJd mean a <I>tour de force,\r\n</I>if not altogether an impossibility, in a human language. The\r\nSanskrit language was moulded and fashioned in the hands of the\r\nRishis, that is to say, those who lived and moved and had their being\r\nin the spiritual consciousness. The Hebrew or even the Zend does not\r\nseem to have reached that peak, that absoluteness of the spiritual\r\ntone which seems inherent in the Indian tongue, although those too\r\nbreathed and grew in a spiritual atmosphere. The later languages,\r\nhowever, Greek or Latin or their modern descendants, have gone still\r\nfarther from the source, they are much nearer to the earth and are\r\nsuffused with the smell and effluvia of this vale of tears.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.39cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Among the ancients, strictly speaking, the later\r\nclassical Lucretius was a remarkable phenomenon. By nature he was a\r\npoet, but his mental interest lay in metaphysical speculation, in\r\nphilosophy, and unpoetical business. He turned away from arms and\r\nheroes, wrath and love and, like Seneca and Aurelius, gave himself up\r\nto moralising and philosophising, delving \'into the mystery, the why\r\nand the how and the whither of it all. He chose a dangerous subject\r\nfor his poetic inspiration and yet it cannot be said that his attempt\r\nwas a failure. Lucretius was not a religious or spiritual poet; he\r\nwas rather Marxian, – atheistic, materialistic. The dialectical\r\nmaterialism of today could find in him a lot of nourishment and\r\nsupport. But whatever the content, the manner has made a whole\r\ndifference. There was an idealism, a clarity of vision and an\r\nintensity of perception, which however scientific apparently, gave\r\nhis creation a note, an accent, an atmosphere high, tense, aloof,\r\nascetic, at times bordering on the suprasensual. It was a high light,\r\na force of consciousness that at its highest pitch had the ring and\r\nvibration of something almost spiritual. For the basic principle of\r\nLucretius\' inspiration is a large thought-force, a tense perception,\r\na taut nervous reaction– it is not, of course, the identity in\r\nbeing with the inner realities which is the hallmark of a spiritual\r\nconsciousness, yet it is something on the way towards that. </FONT>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.39cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.39cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>There have been other philosophical poets, a good number\r\nof them since then – not merely rationally philosophical, as was\r\nthe vogue in the eighteenth century, but metaphysically\r\nphilosophical, that is to say, inquiring not merely into the </FONT>\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; text-indent:0.39cm; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 70</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>phenomenal\r\nbut also into the labyrinths of the noumenal, investigating not only\r\nwhat meets the senses, but also things that are behind or beyond.\r\nAmidst the earlier efflorescence of this movement the most\r\noutstanding philosopher poet is of</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\">course\r\nDante, the Dante of </FONT><I>Paradiso, </I>a philosopher in the\r\nmediaeval manner and to the extent a lesser poet, according to some.\r\nGoethe is another, almost in the grand modern manner. Wordsworth is\r\nfull of metaphysics from the crown of his head to the tip of his toe\r\nalthough his poetry, perhaps the major portion of it, had to undergo\r\nsome kind of martyrdom because of it. And Shelley, the supremely\r\nlyric singer, has had a very rich undertone of thought-content\r\ngenuinely metaphysical. And Browning and Arnold and Hardy-indeed, if\r\nwe come to the more moderns, we have to cite the whole host of them,\r\nnone can be excepted.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.39cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>We left out the Metaphysicals, for they can be grouped\r\nas a set apart. They are not so much metaphysical as theological,\r\nreligious. They have a brain-content stirring with theological\r\nproblems and. speculations, replete with scintillating conceits and\r\nintricate fancies. Perhaps it is because of this philosophical\r\nburden, this intellectual bias that the Metaphysicals went into\r\nobscurity for about two centuries and it is precisely because of that\r\nthat they are slowly coming out to the forefront and assuming a\r\nspecial value with the moderns. For the modern mind is\r\ncharacteristically thoughtful, introspective – “introvertâ€ –\r\nand philosophical; even the exact physical sciences of today are\r\nrounded off in the end with metaphysics.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.37cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>The growth of a philosophical thought-content in poetry\r\nhas been inevitable. For man\'s consciousness in its evolutionary\r\nmarch is driving towards a consummation which includes and\r\npresupposes a development along that line. The <I>mot d\'ordre </I>in\r\nold-world poetry was &quot;fancy&quot;, imagination-remember the\r\nfamous lines of Shakespeare characterising a poet; in modern times it\r\nis Thought, even or perhaps particularly abstract metaphysical\r\nthought. Perceptions, experiences, realisations-of whatever order or\r\nworld they may be-expressed in sensitive and aesthetic terms and\r\nfigures, that is poetry known and appreciated familiarly. But a new\r\nturn has been coming on with an increasing insistence-a definite time\r\nhas been given to that, since the Renaissance, it is said: it is</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; text-indent:0.37cm; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 71</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>the\r\ngrowing importance of Thought or brain-power as a medium or\r\natmosphere in which poetic experiences find a sober  and clear\r\narticulation, a definite and strong formulation. Rationalisation of\r\nall experiences and realisations is the keynote of the modern\r\nmentality. Even when it is said that reason and rationality are not\r\nultimate or final or significant realities, that the irrational or\r\nthe submental plays a greater r<font face=\"Luxi Serif\">o</font>le\r\nin our consciousness and that art and poetry likewise should be the\r\nexpression of such a mentality, even then, all this is said and done\r\nin and through a strong rational and intellectual stress and frame\r\nthe like of which cannot be found in the old-world frankly\r\nnon-intellectual creations.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.41cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>The religious, the mystic or the spiritual man was, in\r\nthe past, more or Jess methodically and absolutely non-intellectual\r\nand anti-intellectual: but the modern age, the age of scientific\r\nculture, is tending to make him as strongly intellectual: he has to\r\nexplain, not only present the object but show up its mechanism\r\nalso-explain to himself so that he may have a total understanding and\r\na firmer grasp of the thing which he presents and explains to others\r\nas well who demand a similar approach. He feels the necessity of\r\nexplaining, giving the rationality – the rationale – the science,\r\nof his art; for without that, it appears to him, a solid ground is\r\nnot given to the structure of his experience: analytic power,\r\npreoccupation with methodology seems inherent in the modern creative\r\nconsciousness.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.41cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>The philosophical trend in poetry has an interesting\r\nhistory with a significant role: it has acted as a force of\r\npurification, of sublimation, of katharsis. As man has risen from his\r\nexclusively or predominantly vital nature into :;tn increasing mental\r\npoise, in the same way his creative activities too have taken this\r\nnew turn and status. In the earlier stages of evolution the mental\r\nlife is secondary, subordinate to the physico-vital life; it is only\r\nsubsequently that the mental finds an independent and self-sufficient\r\nreality. A similar movement is reflected in poetic and artistic\r\ncreation too: the thinker, the philosopher remains in the background\r\nat the outset, he looks out; peers through chinks and holes from time\r\nto time; later he comes to the forefront, assumes a major role in\r\nman\'s creative activity.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.41cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Man\'s consciousness is further to rise from the mental\r\nto</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; text-indent:0.41cm; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 73</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>over-mental\r\nregions. Accordingly, his life and activities and along with that his\r\nartistic creations too will take on a new tone and rhythm, a new\r\nmould and constitution even. For this transition, the higher\r\nmental-which is normally the field of philosophical and idealistic\r\nactivities-serves as the Paraclete, the Intercessor; it takes up the\r\nlower functionings of the consciousness, which are intense in their\r\nown way, but narrow and turbid, and gives, by purifying and\r\nenlarging, a wider frame, a more luminous pattern, a more subtly\r\narticulated , form for the higher, vaster and deeper realities,\r\ntruths and harmonies to express and manifest. In the old-world\r\nspiritual and mystic poets, this intervening medium was overlooked\r\nfor evident reasons, for human reason or even intelligence is a\r\ndouble-edged instrument, it can make as well as mar, it has a light\r\nthat most often and naturally shuts off other higher lights beyond\r\nit. So it was bypassed, some kind of direct and immediate contact was\r\nsought to be established between the normal and the transcendental.\r\nThe result was, as I have pointed out, a pure spiritual poetry, on\r\nthe one hand, as in the Upanishads, or, on the other, religious\r\npoetry of various grades and denominations that spoke of the\r\nspiritual but in the terms and in the manner of the mundane, at least\r\nvery much coloured and dominated by the latter. Vyasa was the great\r\nlegendary figure in India who, as is shown in his Mahabharata, seems\r\nto have been one of the pioneers, if not the pioneer, to forge and\r\nbuild the missing link of Thought Power. The exemplar of the manner\r\nis the Gita. Valmiki\'s represented a more ancient and primary\r\ninspiration, of a vast vital sensibility, something of the kind that\r\nwas at the basis of Homer\'s genius. In Greece it was Socrates who\r\ninitiated the movement of speculative philosophy and the emphasis of\r\nintellectual power slowly began to find expression in the later\r\npoets, Sophocles and Euripides. But all these were very simple\r\nbeginnings. The moderns go in for something more radical and\r\ntotalitarian. The rationalising element instead of being an\r\nadditional or subordinate or contributing factor, must itself give\r\nits norm and form, its own substance and manner to the creative\r\nactivity. Such is the present-day demand.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.39cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>The earliest preoccupation of man was religious; even\r\nwhen he concerned himself with the world and worldly things, he</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; text-indent:0.39cm; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 73</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>referred\r\nall that to the other world, thought of gods and goddesses, of\r\nafter-death and otherwhere. That also will be his last and ultimate\r\npreoccupation though in a somewhat different way, when he has passed\r\nthrough a process of purification and growth, a &quot;sea-change&quot;.\r\nFor although religion is an aspiration towards the truth and reality\r\nbeyond or behind the world, it is married too much to man\'s actual\r\nworldly nature and carries always with it the shadow of profanity.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.39cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>The religious poet seeks to tone down or cover up the\r\nmundane taint, since he does not know how to transcend it totally, in\r\ntwo ways: (1) by a strong thought-element, the metaphysical way, as\r\nit may be called and (2) by a strong symbolism, the occult way. Donne\r\ntakes to the first course, Blake the second. And it is the alchemy\r\nbrought to bear in either of these processes that transforms the\r\nmerely religious into the mystic poet. The truly spiritual, as I have\r\nsaid, is still a higher grade of consciousness: what I call Spirit\'s\r\nown poetry has its own matter and <SPAN STYLE=\"font-style: normal\">manner</SPAN><I>\r\n– swabhava </I>and <I>swadharma. </I>A nearest approach to it is\r\nechoed in those famous lines of Blake:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:2.04cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:2.04cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>To see a World in a grain of Sand,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:2.04cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:2.04cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:2.04cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>And Eternity in an hour.<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.45cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>And a considerable impact of it is vibrant and aglow in\r\nthese lines of a contemporary Indian poet:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Sky-lucent Bliss untouched by earthiness!</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>. . . . . . . . . . . .lean down from above,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Temper-the unborn light no thought can trace, </FONT>\r\n</P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Suffuse my mood with a familiar glow.</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>For \'tis with mouth of clay I supplicate:</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Speak to me heart to heart words intimate,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>And all Thy formless glory turn to love</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>And mould Thy love into a human face.<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT>\r\n&quot;Auguries of Innocence&quot;.</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT>\r\nK. D. Sethna: &quot;This Errant Life&quot; in <I>The Secret\r\nSplentiour.</I></FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; font-style:normal; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 74</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3><I>Something\r\nof the fullness of spiritual matter and manner overflows in these\r\nepic lines:</I></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>His spirit mingles with eternity\'s heart</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>And bears the silence of the Infinite.</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>In a divine retreat from mortal thought,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>In a prodigious gesture of soul-sight,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>His being towered into pathless heights,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Naked of its vesture of humanity.<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>or\r\nthis simple single line pregnant no less with the self-same fullness:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>An eye awake in voiceless heights of trance,<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.35cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>This, I say, is something different from the religious\r\nand even from the mystic. It is away from the merely religious,\r\nbecause it is naked of the vesture of humanity (in spite of a human\r\nface that masks it at times) ; it is something more than the merely\r\nmystic, for it does not stop being a signpost or an indication to the\r\nBeyond, but is itself the presence and embodiment of the Beyond. The\r\nmystic gives us, we can say, the magic of the Infinite; what I term\r\nthe spiritual, the spiritual proper, gives in addition the logic of\r\nthe Infinite. At least this is what distinguishes modern spiritual\r\nconsciousness from the ancient, that is, Upanishadic spiritual\r\nconsciousness. The Upanishad gives expression to the spiritual\r\nconsciousness in its original and pristine purity and perfection, in\r\nits essential simplicity. It did not buttress itself with any logic.\r\nIt is the record of fundamental experiences and there was no question\r\nof any logical exposition. But, as I have said, the modern mind\r\nrequires and demands a logical element in its perceptions and\r\npresentations. Also it must needs be a different kind of logic that\r\ncan satisfy and satisfy wholly the deeper and subtler movements of a\r\nmodern consciousness. For the philosophical poet of an earlier age,\r\nwhen he had recourse to logic, it was the logic of the finite that\r\nalways gave him the frame, unless</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.35cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT>\r\nSri Aurobindo: <I>Savitri, </I>Book I, Canto V. </FONT>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT>\r\nIbid., Book I, Canto III.</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 75</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>he\r\nthrew the whole thing overboard and leaped straight into the occult,\r\nthe illogical and the a logical, like Blake, for instance. Let me\r\nillustrate and compare a little. When the older poet explains\r\n<I>indriyani hayan ahuh, </I>it is an allegory he resorts to, it is\r\nthe logic of the finite he marshals to point to the infinite and the\r\nbeyond. The stress of reason is apparent and effective too, but the\r\npattern is what we are normally familiar with – the movement, we\r\ncan say, is almost Aristotelian in its rigour. Now let us turn to the\r\nfollowing:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Our life is a holocaust of the Supreme.</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>The great World-Mother by her sacrifice</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Has made her soul the body of our state;</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Accepting sorrow and unconsciousness</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Divinity\'s lapse from its own splendours wove</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>The many-patterned ground of all we are.</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>An idol of self is our mortality.<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>or\r\nthis chiselled bit of diamond,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>An inconscient Power groped towards consciousness,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Matter smitten by Matter glimmered to sense, <FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3><SPAN STYLE=\"font-style: normal\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\">Here\r\nwe have a pattern of thought-movement that does not seem to follow\r\nthe lineaments of the normal brain-mind consciousness, although it\r\ntoo has a basis there: our customary line of reasoning receives a\r\nsudden shock, as it were, and then is shaken, moved, lifted up,\r\ntransported – gradually or suddenly, according to the temperament\r\nof the listener. Besides, we have here the peculiar </FONT></SPAN><I>modern\r\n</I>tone, which, for want of a better term, may be described as\r\n<I>scientific. </I>The impress – <I>imprimatur – </I><SPAN STYLE=\"font-style: normal\">of</SPAN><I>\r\n</I>Science is its rational coherence, justifying or justified by\r\nsense data, by physical experience, which gives us the pattern or\r\nmodel of an inexorable natural law. Here too we feel we are in the\r\ndomain of such natural law but lifted on to a higher level.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.38cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>This is what I was trying to make out as the\r\ndistinguishing trait of the real spiritual consciousness that seems\r\nto be developing </FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.38cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\">\r\n<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\" SIZE=\"1\" style=\"font-size: 8pt\">&sup1;</FONT><FONT SIZE=2>\r\nSri Aurobindo: <I>Savitri, </I>Book II, Canto I.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT>\r\nIbid., Book II, Canto IV.</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 76</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>in the poetic creation of tomorrow, e.g., it has the same\r\nrationality, clarity, concreteness of perception as the scientific\r\nspirit has in its own domain and still it is rounded off with a halo\r\nof magic and miracle. That is the nature of the logic of the infinite\r\nproper to the spiritual consciousness. We can have a Science of the\r\nSpirit as well as a Science of Matter. This is the Thought element or\r\nwhat corresponds to it, of which I was speaking, the philosophical\r\nfactor, that which gives form to the formless or definition to that\r\nwhich is vague, a nearness and familiarity to that which is far and\r\nalien. The fullness of <SPAN STYLE=\"font-style: normal\"><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\">the\r\nspiritual consciousness means such a thing, the presentation of a\r\ndivine name and form. And this distinguishes it from the mystic\r\nconsciousness which is not the supreme solar consciousness but the\r\nnearest approach to it. Or, perhaps, the mystic dwells in the domain\r\nof the Divine, he may even be suffused with a sense of unity but\r\nwould not like to acquire the Divine\'s nature and function. Normally\r\nand generally he embodies all the aspiration and yearning moved by\r\nintimations and suggestions belonging to the human mentality, the\r\ndivine urge retaining still the human flavour. We can say also, using\r\na Vedantic terminology, that the mystic consciousness gives us the\r\n</FONT></SPAN><I>tatastha lakshana, </I>the nearest approximative\r\nattribute of the attributeless; or otherwise, it is the <I>hiranyagarbha\r\n</I>consciousness which englobes the multiple play, the coruscated\r\npossibilities of the Reality: while the spiritual proper may be\r\nconsidered as <I>praj<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&ntilde;Ä</FONT>ghana,\r\n</I>the solid mass, the essential lineaments of revelatory knowledge,\r\nthe typal &quot;wave-particles&quot; of the Reality. In the former\r\nthere is a play of imagination, even of fancy, a decorative\r\naesthesis, while in the latter it is vision pure and simple. If the\r\nspiritual poetry is <I>solar </I>in its nature, we can say, by\r\nextending the analogy, that mystic poetry is characteristically\r\n<I>lunar-Moon </I>representing the delight and the magic that Mind\r\nand mental imagination, suffused, no doubt, with a light or a\r\nreflection of some light from beyond, is capable of (the Upanishad\r\nspeaks of the Moon being born of the Mind).</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.37cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>To sum up and recapitulate. The evolution of the poetic\r\nexpression in man has ever been an attempt at a return and a\r\nprogressive approach to the spiritual source of poetic inspiration,\r\nwhich was also the original, though somewhat veiled, source from the\r\nvery beginning. The movement has followed</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; text-indent:0.37cm; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 77</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>devious\r\nways – strongly negative at times – even like man\'s life and\r\nconsciousness in general of which it is an organic member; but the\r\nultimate end and drift seems to have been always that ideal and\r\nprinciple even when fallen on evil days and evil tongues. The poet\'s\r\nideal in the dawn of the world was, as the Vedic Rishi sang, to raise\r\nthings of beauty in heaven by his poetic power, <I>kavih  kavitv<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">Ä</FONT>\r\ndivi r<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">ū</FONT>pam <FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">Ä</FONT>sajat.\r\n</I>Even a Satanic poet, the inaugurator, in a way, of modernism and\r\nmodernistic consciousness, Charles Baudelaire, thus admonishes his\r\nspirit:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.39cm; margin-left:0.95cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>&quot;Flyaway, far from these morbid miasmas, go and\r\npurify yourself in the higher air and drink, like a pure and divine\r\nliquor, the clear fire that fills the limpid spaces.&quot;<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.39cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.37cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>That angelic poets should be inspired by the same ideal\r\nis, of course, quite natural: for they sing:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.37cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Not a senseless, tranc<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&egrave;</FONT>d\r\nthing,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>But divine melodious truth;</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Philosophic numbers smooth;</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>since\r\nthey</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.04cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Have ye souls in heaven too,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.04cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Double-lived in regions new?<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.39cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Poetry, actually however, has been, by and large, a\r\nprofane and mundane affair: for it expresses the normal man\'s\r\nperceptions and feelings and experiences, human loves and hates and\r\ndesires and ambitions. True. And yet there has also always been an\r\nattempt, a tendency to deal with them in such a way as can bring calm\r\nand <I>purity – katharsis – not </I>trouble and confusion. That\r\nhas been the purpose of all Art from the ancient</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.39cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"text-indent:-0.13cm; margin-left:0.24cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1; </FONT>Envole-toi bien\r\nloin de ces miasmes morbides;</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"text-indent:-0.13cm; margin-left:0.24cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>	Va te purifier dans l\'air sup<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>rieur,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"text-indent:-0.13cm; margin-left:0.24cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>  Et bois, comme tine pure et divine liqueur,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"text-indent:-0.13cm; margin-left:0.24cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>	Le feu clair qui remplit les espaces Iimpides.</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"text-indent:-0.13cm; margin-left:0.24cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>	&quot;El<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>vation&quot;\r\npleen <I>et Id<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&eacute;</FONT>al.</I></FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"text-indent:-0.13cm; margin-left:0.24cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT> Keats: &quot;Ode\r\non the Poets&quot;.</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 78</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>days.\r\nBesides, there has been a growth and development in the historic\r\nprocess of this katharsis. As by the sublimation of his bodily and\r\nvital instincts and impulses.., man is gradually growing into the\r\nmental, moral and finally spiritual consciousness, even so the\r\nartistic expression of his creative activity has followed a similar\r\nline of transformation. The first and original transformation\r\nhappened with religious poetry. The religious, one may say, is the\r\nprofane inside out; that is to say, the religious man has almost the\r\nsame tone and temper, the same urges and passions, only turned\r\nGodward. Religious poetry too marks a new turn and development of\r\nhuman speech, in taking the name of God human tongue acquires a new\r\nplasticity and flavour that transform or give a new modulation even\r\nto things profane and mundane it speaks of. Religious means at bottom\r\nthe colouring of mental and moral idealism. A parallel process of\r\nkatharsis is found in another class of poetic creation, viz., the\r\nallegory. Allegory or parable is the stage when the higher and inner\r\nrealities are expressed wholly in the modes and manner, in the form\r\nand character of the normal and external, when moral, religious or\r\nspiritual truths are expressed in the terms and figures of the\r\nprofane life. The higher or the inner ideal is like a loose clothing\r\nupon the ordinary consciousness, it does not fit closely or fuse. In\r\nthe religious, however, the first step is taken for a mingling and\r\nfusion. The mystic is the beginning of a real fusion and a\r\nconsiderable ascension of the lower into the higher. The philosopher\r\npoet follows another line for the same katharsis – instead of\r\nuplifting emotions and sensibility, he proceeds by thought-power, by\r\nthe ideas and principles that lie behind all movements and give a\r\npattern to all things existing. The mystic can be of either type, the\r\nreligious mystic or the philosopher mystic, although often the two\r\nare welded together and cannot be very well separated. Let us\r\nillustrate a little:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;</P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>The spacious firmament on high,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>With all the blue ethereal sky,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>And spangled heavens, a shining frame,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Their great Original proclaim.<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n&nbsp;</P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>This is religious poetry, pure and simple, expressing\r\nman\'s</FONT></P>\r\n		<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\">\r\n&nbsp;</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2 style=\"font-size: 8pt\"><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT>\r\nAddison: &quot;Hymn&quot;:</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 79</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>earliest and most elementary feeling, marked by a broad\r\ncandour, a rather shallow monotone. But that feeling is raised to a\r\npitch of fervour and scintillating sensibility in Vaughan\'s</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>	They\r\nare all gone into the world of light</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>			And\r\nI alone sit lingering here, . . .</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>		O\r\nFather of eternal life, and all</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>			Created\r\nglories under Thee,</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>		Resume\r\nThy spirit from this world of thrall</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>			Into\r\ntrue liberty.<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>The\r\nsame religious spirit seems to climb a little higher still.\r\nstretching towards the mystic vein in Donne,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:2.46cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>My heart is by dejection, clay,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.49cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>And by self-murder, red.</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>From this red earth, 0 Father, purge away</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>All vicious tinctures, that new fashioned</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:1.98cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>I may rise up from death, before ram dead.<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>The\r\nallegorical element too finds here cleverly woven into the mystically\r\nreligious texture. Here is another example of the mystically\r\nreligious temper from Donne:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:2.04cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>For though through many streights, and lands I roame,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:2.04cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>I launch at paradise, and saile towards home,<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup3;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>The\r\nsame poet is at once religious and mystic f1.nd philosophical in\r\nthese lines, for example:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>That All, which always is All every where,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Which cannot sinne, and yet all sinnes must beare,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Which cannot die, yet cannot chuse but die,</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Loe, faithfull Virgin,.. . .</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Whom thou conceiv\'st, conceiv\'d; yea thou art now</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Thy Maker\'s maker, and thy Father\'s mother;</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT>\r\n&quot;They Are All Gone&quot;.</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><SPAN STYLE=\"font-style: normal\"><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT><FONT FACE=\"Times New Roman\">&quot;The\r\n</FONT></SPAN><I>Litanie&quot;-Divine Poems. </I></FONT>\r\n</P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><I><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup3;</FONT>\r\nThe Progress of the Soule, </I>VI.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 80</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Thou \'hast light in darke; and shutst in little roome,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3><I>Immensity cloystered in thy deare wombe.<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT></I></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>Blake\'s\r\npowerfully pregnant lines are mystically philosophic:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand, And Eternity in\r\nan hour.<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:-0.03cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Blake had this wonderful gift of transmuting the baser\r\nmetal of mundane experience into the gold of a deep mystic and\r\nspiritual experience:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:-0.15cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>	Bring\r\nme my bow of burning gold!</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>			Bring\r\nme my arrows of desire!</FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>		Bring\r\nme my spear! 0 clouds, unfold!</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>			Bring\r\nme my chariot of fire!<FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup3;</FONT></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>An\r\nallegorical structure has been transfused into a living and  burning\r\nsymbolism of an inner world.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.48cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>But all that is left far behind, when we hear a new\r\nvoice announcing an altogether new manner, revelatory of the truly\r\nand supremely spiritual consciousness, not simply mystic or religious\r\nbut magically occult and carved out of the highest if recondite\r\n<I>philosophia:</I></FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>A finite movement of the Infinite</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Came winging its way through a wide air of Time;</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>A march of Knowledge moved in Nescience</FONT></P>\r\n<P STYLE=\"margin-left:2.01cm; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2><FONT SIZE=3>And guarded in the form a separate soul.</FONT>\r\n<sup>\r\n<FONT SIZE=1 STYLE=\"font-size: 8pt\">4</FONT></sup></FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup1;</FONT>\r\n&quot;Annvnciation&quot;-Divine <I>Poems.</I></FONT></P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup2;</FONT>\r\n&quot;Auguries of Innocence&quot;. </FONT>\r\n</P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT FACE=\"Luxi Serif\">&sup3;</FONT>\r\n&quot;Jerusalem&quot;. </FONT>\r\n</P>\r\n<P style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=2><FONT SIZE=1 STYLE=\"font-size: 6pt\">4</FONT>Sri\r\nAurobindo: <I>Sauitri, </I>Book II, Canto IV. </FONT><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; padding-top:0cm; padding-right:0cm; padding-bottom:0.07cm; padding-left:0cm; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page – 81</FONT></P>\r\n<P align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\">\r\n<a href=\"-00_Ccontent\"><img src=\"/Nolini/Volume-2/_Gif_Image/home03a.gif\" width=\"37\" height=\"47\" border=\"0\"></a></P>\r\n		</td>\r\n	</tr>\r\n</table>\r\n</BODY>\r\n</HTML>','-08_Mystic Poetry','','publish','closed','open','','08_mystic-poetry','','','2021-11-23 17:58:42','2021-11-23 17:58:42','',0,'http://collectedworksofnolinikantagupta.com/index.php/2021/11/23/08_mystic-poetry/',0,'post','',0),(1970,1,'2021-11-23 17:58:42','2021-11-23 17:58:42','<html xmlns:v=\"urn:schemas-microsoft-com:vml\"\r\nxmlns:o=\"urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office\"\r\nxmlns:w=\"urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:word\"\r\nxmlns:st1=\"urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags\"\r\nxmlns=\"http://www.w3.org/TR/REC-html40\">\r\n\r\n<head>\r\n<meta http-equiv=Content-Type content=\"text/html; \">\r\n<title>Sri Aurobindo: “Ahana and Other Poems”</title>\r\n</head>\r\n\r\n<body lang=EN-US style=\'tab-interval:.5in\'>\r\n\r\n<table border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" width=\"100%\">\r\n	<tr>\r\n		<td>\r\n\r\n<p align=\"right\" class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align:center; line-height:150%;margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><b>\r\n<font size=\"4\">Sri Aurobindo: “Ahana and Other Poems”</font><o:p></o:p></b></p>\r\n<div class=Section1>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:79.65pt;line-height:\r\n150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><b><i><span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:14.0pt\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></span></i></b></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">WHAT is the world that Sri\r\nAurobindo sees and creates? Poetry is after all passion. By passion I do not\r\nmean the fury of emotion nor the fume of sentimentalism, but what lies behind\r\nat their source, what lends them the force they have­ – the sense of the\r\n&quot;grandly real,&quot; the vivid and pulsating truth. What then is the thing\r\nthat Sri Aurobindo has <span class=GramE>visualised,</span> has endowed with a\r\nthrobbing life and made a poignant reality? Victor Hugo said: <i>Attachez Dieu\r\nau gibet, vous avez la <span class=SpellE>croix</span> – </i><span\r\nstyle=\'mso-bidi-font-style:italic\'>Tie<i> </i></span>God to the gibbet, you\r\nhave the cross. Even so, infuse passion into a thing most prosaic, you create\r\nsublime poetry out of it. What is the dead matter that has found life and glows\r\nand vibrates in Sri Aurobindo\'s passion? It is something which appears <span\r\nclass=GramE>to</span> many poetically intractable, not amenable to aesthetic\r\ntreatment, not usually, that is to say, nor in the supreme manner. Sri\r\nAurobindo has thrown such a material into his poetic fervour and created a\r\nsheer beauty, a stupen­dous reality out of it. Herein <span class=GramE>lies</span>\r\nthe greatness of his achieve­ment. Philosophy, however divine, and in spite of <st1:City><st1:place>Milton</st1:place></st1:City>,\r\nhas been regarded by poets as &quot;harsh and crabbed&quot; and as such unfit\r\nfor poetic delineation. Not a few poets indeed foundered upon this rock. A poet\r\nin his own way is a philosopher, but a philosopher chanting out his philosophy\r\nin sheer poetry has been one of the rarest spectacles.¹ I can think of only one\r\ninstance just now where a philosopher has almost succeeded being a great poet –\r\nI am referring to Lucretius and his <i>De Rerum <span class=SpellE>Natura</span>.\r\n</i>Neither Shakespeare nor Homer had anything<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:10.55pt;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n8.6pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt\'>¹ James H. Cousins in his <i>New Ways in English\r\nLiterature </i>describes Sri Aurobindo as &quot;the philosopher as poet.&quot;<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal align=center style=\'text-align:center;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n8.6pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page – 52<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<div class=MsoNormal align=center style=\'text-align:center;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n8.6pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none\'>\r\n\r\n<hr size=2 width=\"100%\" align=center>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span class=GramE>like</span>\r\nphilosophy in their poetic creation. And in spite of some inclination to\r\nphilosophy and philosophical ideas Virgil and Milton were not philosophers\r\neither. Dante sought perhaps consciously and deliberately to <span\r\nclass=SpellE>philosophise</span> in his <i>Paradiso. </i>I Did he? The less\r\nDante then is he. For it <span class=GramE>is</span> his <i>Inferno, </i>where he\r\nis a passionate visionary, and not his <i>Paradiso </i>(where he has put in\r\nmore thought-power) that marks the <i>nee plus ultra </i>of his poetic\r\nachievement.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:10.05pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">And\r\nyet what can be more poetic in essence than philo­sophy, if by philosophy we\r\nmean, as it should mean, spiritual truth and spiritual realisation? What else\r\ncan give the full breath, the integral force to poetic inspiration if it is not\r\nthe problem of existence itself, of God, Soul and Immortality, things that\r\ntouch, that are at the very root of life and reality? What can most concern\r\nman, what can strike the deepest fount in him, unless it is the mystery of his\r\nown being, the why and the whither of it all? But mankind has been taught and\r\ntrained to live merely or mostly on earth, and poetry has been treated as the expression\r\nof human joys and sorrows – the tears in mortal things of which Virgil spoke.\r\nThe savour of earth, the thrill of the flesh has been too sweet for us and we\r\nhave forgotten other sweetnesses. It is always the human ele­ment that we seek\r\nin poetry, but we fail to recognise that what we obtain in this way is humanity\r\nin its lower degrees, its surface formulations, at its minimum magnitude.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:10.3pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">We\r\ndo not say that poets have never sung of God and Soul and things transcendent.\r\nPoets have always done that. But what I say is this that presentation of\r\nspiritual truths, as they are in their own home, in other words, treated philo­sophically\r\nand yet in a supreme poetic manner, has always been a rarity. We have, indeed,\r\nin <st1:country-region><st1:place>India</st1:place></st1:country-region> the\r\nGita and the Upanishads, great philosophical poems, if there were any. But for\r\none thing they are on dizzy heights out of the reach of common man and for\r\nanother they are idolised more as philosophy than as poetry. Doubtless, our\r\nVaishnava poets sang of God and Love Divine; and Rabindranath, in one sense, a\r\ntypical modern Vaishnava, did the same. And their songs are masterpieces. But\r\nare they not all human, too human, as the mad prophet would say? In them it is\r\nthe human significance, the human manner that touches and moves<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal align=center style=\"text-align:center; \r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;\'>Page – 53<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<div class=MsoNormal align=center style=\'text-align:center;line-height:12.0pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none\'>\r\n\r\n<hr size=2 width=\"100%\" align=center>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span class=GramE>us</span>\r\n– the spiritual significance remains esoteric, is suggested, is a matter of\r\ndeduction. Sri Aurobindo has dealt with spiritual experiences in a different\r\nway. He has not clothed them in human symbols and allegories, in images and\r\nfigures of the mere earthly and secular life: he presents them in their\r\nnakedness, just as they are seen and realised. He has not sought to tone down\r\nthe rigour of truth with contrivances that easily charm and captivate the\r\ncommon human mind and heart. Nor has he indulged like so many poet philosophers\r\nin vague generalisations and colourless or too colourful truisms that do not\r\nembody a clear thought or rounded idea, a radiant judg­ment. Sri Aurobindo has\r\ngiven us in his poetry thoughts that are clear-cut, ideas beautifully chiselled\r\n– he is always lumi­nously forceful.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:10.55pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">Take\r\nthese Vedantic lines that in their limpidity and har­monious flow beat anything\r\nfound in the fine French poet <span class=SpellE>Lamartine</span>:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style=\"text-align:right; text-indent:10.55pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>It is He in\r\nthe sun <span class=GramE>who</span> is ageless and deathless,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:10.55pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>And into\r\nthe <st1:time Minute=\"0\" Hour=\"0\">midnight</st1:time> His shadow is thrown;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:10.55pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>When darkness was blind and engulfed within darkness,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:10.55pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>He was\r\nseated within it immense and alone.¹<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:10.55pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span class=GramE>or</span>\r\nthese that contain the metaphysics of a spiritual life:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:13.5pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">King, not in vain. I knew the tedious bars<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:13.5pt 20.15pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>That I\r\nhad fled,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:13.5pt 20.15pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">To be His arms whom I have sought; I saw<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:13.5pt 20.15pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>How earth\r\nwas made<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:13.5pt 20.15pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">Out of his being; I perceived the Law,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:13.5pt 20.15pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>The\r\nTruth, the Vast,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:13.5pt 20.15pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">From which we came and which we are; I heard<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:13.5pt 20.15pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>The ages\r\npast<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:13.5pt 20.15pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">Whisper their history, and I knew the Word<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:13.5pt 20.15pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>That\r\nforth was cast<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:13.5pt 20.15pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">Into the unformed potency of things<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:13.5pt 20.15pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span><span\r\nclass=GramE>To build the suns.</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:13.5pt 20.15pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">Through endless Space and on Time\'s iron wings<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:13.5pt 20.15pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>A rhythm\r\nruns</p>\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:13.5pt 20.15pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">&nbsp;</p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:\r\n9.8pt 20.15pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">¹ <span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt\'>Sri Aurobindo: &quot;Who&quot;.<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal align=center style=\"text-align:center; \r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:9.8pt 20.15pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page – 54<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<div class=MsoNormal align=center style=\'text-align:center;line-height:12.0pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:9.8pt 20.15pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none\'>\r\n\r\n<hr size=2 width=\"100%\" align=center>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>Our lives\r\npursue, and till the <span class=GramE>strain\'s</span> complete<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:11.0pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span><span\r\nclass=GramE>That now so moans</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:11.0pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>And falters, we upon this greenness meet,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:11.0pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>That\r\nmeasure tread.¹<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:11.0pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span class=GramE>or</span>\r\ntake again such daring lines as:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:\r\n.5in;mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:.3in;mso-layout-grid-align:\r\nnone;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">One from of old possessed Himself above<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:.3in 31.9pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>Who was\r\nnot anyone nor had a form,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-indent:.5in;mso-pagination:\r\nnone;tab-stops:.3in 31.9pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">Nor\r\nyet was formless. Neither hate nor love<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:.3in 31.9pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span><span\r\nclass=GramE>Could limit His perfection, peace nor storm.</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;tab-stops:.3in 31.9pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"margin-left:.5in;mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">He is, we cannot say; for\r\nNothing too<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:31.9pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>Is His conception of\r\nHimself <span class=SpellE><span class=GramE>unguessed.</span><o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"margin-left:.5in;mso-pagination:\r\nnone;tab-stops:31.9pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">He dawns\r\nupon us and we would pursue,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-indent:31.4pt; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:31.9pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">But who has found Him or what arms <span class=GramE>possessed ?²</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"mso-pagination:\r\nnone;tab-stops:.5in;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">This is\r\nsheer philosophy, told with an almost philosophical bluntness – may be, but is\r\nit mere philosophy and mediocre poetry? Once more listen to the Upanishadic\r\nlines:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-indent:31.4pt; mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:31.9pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"margin-left:.5in;mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">Deep in the luminous\r\nsecrecy, the mute<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:10.05pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>Profound of things,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"margin-left:.5in;mso-pagination:\r\nnone;tab-stops:10.05pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">Where\r\nmurmurs never sound of harp or lute<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:10.05pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>And no voice sings,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"margin-left:.5in;mso-pagination:\r\nnone;tab-stops:10.05pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">Light is\r\nnot, nor our darkness, nor these bright<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:10.05pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span><span class=SpellE>Thunderings</span>,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"margin-left:.5in;mso-pagination:\r\nnone;tab-stops:10.05pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">In the\r\ndeep steady voiceless core of white<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:10.05pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>And luminous bliss,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"margin-left:.5in;mso-pagination:\r\nnone;tab-stops:10.05pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">The\r\nsweet vast centre and the cave divine<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:10.05pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>Called <st1:place>Paradise</st1:place>,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"margin-left:.5in;mso-pagination:\r\nnone;tab-stops:10.05pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">He\r\ndwells within us all who dwells not in<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:10.05pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>Aught that is.³<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;tab-stops:10.05pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:11pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">It\r\nis the bare truth, &quot;truth in its own home&quot;, as I have said already\r\nusing a phrase of the ancient <span class=GramE>sages, that</span> is for­mulated\r\nhere without the prop of any external symbolism. There is no veil, no mist, no\r\nuncertainty or ambiguity. It is clarity itself, an almost scientific exactness\r\nand precision. In<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:11pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'mso-line-height-alt:7.9pt;mso-pagination:none;\r\nmso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;\r\nmso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>¹ Sri Aurobindo: &quot;The Rishi&quot;. <o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'mso-line-height-alt:7.9pt;mso-pagination:none;\r\nmso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;\r\nmso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>² &quot;<span class=SpellE>Parabrahman</span><span\r\nclass=GramE>&quot; .</span><o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'mso-line-height-alt:7.9pt;mso-pagination:none;\r\nmso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span class=GramE><span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>³ &quot;The Rishi&quot;.</span></span><span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;\r\nmso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal align=center style=\'text-align:center;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n7.9pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;\'>Page – 55<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<div class=MsoNormal align=center style=\'text-align:center;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n7.9pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none\'>\r\n\r\n<hr size=2 width=\"100%\" align=center>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span class=GramE>all</span>\r\nthis there is something of the straightness and fullness of vision that\r\ncharacterised the Vedic Rishis, something of their supernal genius which could\r\nmould speech into the very expres­sion of what is beyond speech, which could\r\nsublimate the small and the finite into forms of the Vast and the Infinite.\r\nMark how in these aphoristic lines embodying a deep spiritual experience, the\r\ninexpressible has been expressed with a luminous felicity:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-right:0in; \r\nmargin-left:.5in;margin-bottom:0;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\">Delight\r\nthat <span class=SpellE>labours</span> in its opposite,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:32.6pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>Faints in the rose and\r\non the rack is curled.¹<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:6.7pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span\r\nclass=GramE>or</span><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>He made an\r\neager death and called it life,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:33.35pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>He stung\r\nHimself with bliss and called it pain.²<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:12pt; mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:33.35pt;\r\nmso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">To humanise the Divine, that is\r\nwhat we all wish to do; for the Divine is too lofty for us and we cannot look\r\nfull in­to his face. We cry and supplicate to Rudra, &quot;O dire Lord, show us\r\nthat other form of thine that is benign and humane&quot;. All earthly imageries\r\nwe lavish upon the Divine so that he may appear to us not as something far and\r\ndistant and foreign, but, quite near, among us, as one of us. We take recourse\r\nto human symbolism often, because we wish to palliate or hide the rigours of a\r\nsupreme experience, not because we have no adequate terms for it. The same\r\nhuman or earthly terms could be used differently if we had a different\r\nconsciousness. Thus the Vedic Rishis sought not to humanise the Divine, their\r\npur­pose was rather to <span class=SpellE>divinise</span> the human. And their\r\nallegorical language, although rich in terrestrial figures, does not carry the\r\nimpress and atmosphere of mere humanity and earthliness. For in reality the\r\nsymbol is not merely the symbol. It is mere symbol in regard to the truth so\r\nlong as we take our stand on the lower plane when we have to look at the truth\r\nthrough the symbol; but if we view it from the higher plane, from truth itself,\r\nit is no longer mere symbol but the very truth bodied forth. Whatever there is\r\nof symbolism on earth and its beauties, in sense and its enjoyments, is then\r\ntransfigured into the expres­sion of the truth, of the divinity itself. We then\r\nno longer speak in human language but in the language of the gods.</p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:12pt; mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:33.35pt;\r\nmso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">We have been speaking of\r\nphilosophy and the philosophic<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:7.65pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:7.65pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span\r\nclass=GramE>¹<span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>&quot;Parabrahman&quot;.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:7.65pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span\r\nclass=GramE><span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>² Ibid.</span></span><span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal align=center style=\'text-align:center;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n7.65pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;\'>Page – 56<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<div class=MsoNormal align=center style=\'text-align:center;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n7.65pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none\'>\r\n\r\n<hr size=2 width=\"100%\" align=center>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span class=GramE>manner</span>.\r\nBut what are the exact implications of the words, let us ask again. They mean\r\nnothing more – and nothing less – than the force of thought and the mass of\r\nthought content. After all, that seems to be almost the whole difference\r\nbetween the past and the present human consciousness in so far at least as it\r\nhas found expression in poetry. That element, we wish to point out, <span\r\nclass=GramE>is</span> precisely what the old-world poets lacked or did not care\r\nto possess or express or stress. A poet meant above all, if not all in all,\r\nemotion, passion, sensuousness, sensibility, nervous enthusiasm and imagination\r\nand fancy: remember the classic definition given by Shakespeare of the poet<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"margin-left:.5in;mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">Of imagination all compact<span\r\nclass=GramE>.. . .</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"margin-left:.5in;mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">The poet\'s eye, in a fine\r\nfrenzy rolling.¹<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:\r\nnone;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">The heart and its urges,\r\nthe vital and its surges, the physical impulses – it is these of which the\r\npoets sang in their infinite variations. But the mind proper, that is to say,\r\nthe higher reflective <span class=SpellE>ideative</span> mind, was not given\r\nthe right of citizenship in the domain of poetry. I am not forgetting the\r\nso-called Metaphysicals. The element of metaphysics among the Meta­physicals\r\nhas already been called into question. There is here, no doubt, some theology,\r\na good dose of mental cleverness or conceit, but a modern intellectual or rather\r\nrational intelligence is something other, something more than that. Even the\r\nmeta­physics that was commandeered here had more or less a decorative <span\r\nclass=GramE>value,</span> it could not be taken into the pith and sub­stance of\r\npoetic truth and beauty. It was a decoration, but not <span class=SpellE>unoften</span>\r\na drag. I referred to the Upanishads, but these strike quite a different,\r\nalmost an opposite line in this con­nection. They are in a sense truly\r\nmetaphysical: they bypass the mind and the mental powers, get hold of a higher\r\nmode of consciousness, make a direct contact with truth and beauty and reality.\r\nIt was Buddha\'s credit to have forged this missing link in man\'s spiritual\r\nconsciousness, to have brought into play the power of the rational intellect\r\nand used it in support of the spiritual experience. That is not to say that he\r\nwas the very first person, the originator who initiated the movement; but at\r\nleast this seems to be true that in him and his authentic </p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span class=GramE>¹ <i><span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>A Midsummer Night\'s Dream, </span></i><span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>Act V, Sc 1.</span></span><span style=\'font-size:\r\n10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal align=center style=\"text-align:center; \r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;\'>Page – 57<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<div class=MsoNormal align=center style=\'text-align:center;line-height:12.0pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none\'>\r\n\r\n<hr size=2 width=\"100%\" align=center>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span class=GramE>followers</span>\r\nthe movement came to the forefront of human con­sciousness and attained the\r\nproportions of a major member of man\'s psychological constitution. We may\r\nremember here that Socrates, who started a similar movement of <span\r\nclass=SpellE>rationalisa­tion</span> in his own way in <st1:place>Europe</st1:place>,\r\nwas almost a contemporary of the Buddha.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:12pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">Poetry\r\nas an expression of thought-power, poetry weighted with intelligence and <span\r\nclass=SpellE>rationalised</span> knowledge – that seems to me to be the end and\r\ndrive, the secret sense of all the mystery of modern technique. The combination\r\nis risky, but not im­possible. In the spiritual domain the Gita achieved this\r\nmiracle to a considerable degree. Still, the power of intelligence and reason\r\nshown by Vyasa is of a special order: it is a sublimated function of the\r\nfaculty, something aloof and other-worldly­ – &quot;introvert&quot;, a modern\r\nmind would term it – that is to say, something <i>a priori, </i>standing in its\r\nown authenticity and <span class=SpellE>self­sufficiency</span>. A modern\r\nintelligence would be more <i>scientific, </i>let us use the word, more\r\nmatter-of-fact and sense-based: the mental light should not be confined in its\r\nivory tower, however high that may be, but brought down and placed at the\r\nservice of our perception and appreciation and explanation of things human and\r\nterrestrial; made immanent in the mundane and the ephemeral, as they are\r\ncommonly called. This is not <span class=GramE>an impossibility</span>. Sri\r\nAurobindo seems to have done the thing. In him we find the three terms of human\r\nconsciousness arriving at an absolute fusion and his poetry is a wonderful\r\nexample of that fusion. The three terms are the spiritual, the intellectual or\r\nphilosophical and the physical or sensational. The intellec­tual, or more\r\ngenerally, the mental, is the intermediary, the <span class=SpellE>Paraclete</span>,\r\nas he himself will call it later on in a poem¹ magni­ficently exemplifying the\r\npoint we are trying to make out ­the agent who negotiates, bridges and <span\r\nclass=SpellE>harmonises</span> the two other firmaments usually supposed to be\r\nantagonistic and in­compatible.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:11pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">Indeed\r\nit would be wrong to associate any cold ascetic nudity to the spiritual body of\r\nSri Aurobindo. His poetry is philosophic, abstract, no doubt, but every\r\nphilosophy has its practice, every abstract thing its concrete application, – even\r\nas the soul has its body; and the fusion, not mere union, of the </p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">¹<span style=\'font-size:\r\n10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> &quot;Thought the <span class=SpellE>Paraclete</span>&quot;.<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal align=center style=\"text-align:center; \r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;\'>Page – 58<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<div class=MsoNormal align=center style=\'text-align:center;line-height:12.0pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none\'>\r\n\r\n<hr size=2 width=\"100%\" align=center>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span class=GramE>two</span>\r\nis very characteristic in him. The deepest and <span class=SpellE>unseizable</span>\r\nflights of thought he knows how to clothe with a Kalidasian richness of\r\nimagery, or <span class=GramE>a <span class=SpellE>Keatsean</span> gusto\r\nof sensuousness:</span></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:\r\nnone;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>. . . . <span\r\nclass=GramE>.O</span> flowers, O delight on the tree-tops burning! </p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>Grasses his\r\n<span class=SpellE>kine</span> have grazed and crushed by his feet in the\r\ndancing!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:10.55pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>Yamuna flowing with song, through the greenness always advancing!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:10.55pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>You unforgotten remind. For his flute with its sweetness <span\r\nclass=SpellE>ensnaring</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:10.55pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>Sounds in our ears in the night and our souls of their teguments baring<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:10.55pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>Hales them out naked and absolute, out to his wood­ lands eternal,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:10.55pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>Out to his moonlit dances, his dalliance sweet and supernal<span\r\nclass=GramE>;¹</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:10.55pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:10.05pt;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>And\r\nit would be wrong too to suppose that there is want of sympathy in Sri\r\nAurobindo for ordinary humanity, that he is not susceptible to sentiments, to\r\nthe weaknesses, that stir the natural man. Take for example this line so\r\ninstinct with a haunting melancholy strain:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:.5in;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:0in 31.2pt;\r\nmso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">Cold are your rivers of peace\r\nand their banks are leafless and lonely.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:9.1pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span\r\nclass=GramE>or</span>,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:.5in;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:10.55pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>Come to our tangled sunbeams, dawn on our twilights and\r\nshadows<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span class=GramE>or</span>\r\nagain,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.5pt;mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:20.6pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span><span class=GramE>Skies of monotonous calm\r\nand his stillness slaying the ages?</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:20.6pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:right 286.3pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>All the tragedy, the entire pathos of human life is concen­trated\r\nin this line so simple, yet so grand:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span\r\nstyle=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>Son of man, thou hast crowned the\r\nlife with the flowers that are scentless,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:right 31.2pt 286.3pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:11.75pt;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n7.65pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span\r\nclass=GramE><span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>¹ From\r\n&quot;Ahana&quot; in Sri Aurobindo\'s <i>Ahana and Other Poems.</i></span><i><span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> </span></i><span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>There is a later version of\r\nthe poem in <i>Collected Poems and Plays, </i><span class=SpellE>Vol</span> II.</span></span><span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal align=center style=\'text-align:center;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n7.65pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;\'>Page – 59<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<div class=MsoNormal align=center style=\'text-align:center;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n7.65pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none\'>\r\n\r\n<hr size=2 width=\"100%\" align=center>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:10.05pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">And\r\nthe whole aspiration of striving mortality finds its echo in:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:10.05pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">A song not\r\nmaster of its note, a cry </p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">That\r\npersevered into eternity.¹<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:10.3pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">And\r\nwhat an amount of tenderness he has poured into his little poem on childhood, a\r\nperfect piece of chiselled crystal, pure and translucent and gleaming with the\r\nclear lines of a summer sky:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:10.3pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>O thou\r\ngolden image,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:.15in;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>Miniature\r\nof bliss,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:.15in;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>Speaking sweetly, speaking <span class=SpellE>meetly</span>!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:.15in;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>Every\r\nword deserves a kiss.²<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:.15in;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>And yet, I\r\nshould say, in all this it is not mere the human that is of supreme interest,\r\nbut something which even in being human yet transcends it.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:.15in;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>And\r\nhere, let me point out, the capital difference between the European or rather\r\nthe Hellenic spirit and the Indian spirit. It is the Indian spirit to take\r\nstand upon divinity and thence to embrace and mould what is earthly and human.\r\nThe Greek spirit took its stand pre-eminently on earth and what belongs to\r\nearth. In Europe Dante\'s was a soul spiritualised more than perhaps any other\r\nand yet his is not a Hindu soul. The utmost that he could say after all the\r\nexperience of the tragedy of mortality was:</p>\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:.15in;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>&nbsp;</p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"margin-left:.5in;mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><i>Io no <span\r\nclass=SpellE>piangeva</span>, <span class=SpellE>si</span> <span\r\nclass=SpellE>dentro</span> <span class=SpellE>impietrai</span> –³<o:p></o:p></i></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">I grieve\r\nnot, into a stone I grew within.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">We have in Sri Aurobindo a\r\npassage parallel in sentiment, if not of equal poetic value, which will bear\r\nout the contrast:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:.15in;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">My mind within grew holy, calm and still <span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:.15in;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">Like the snow.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;tab-stops:.15in;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'mso-line-height-alt:7.9pt;mso-pagination:none;\r\nmso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span class=GramE>¹ <span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>&quot;Reminiscence.&quot;<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'mso-line-height-alt:7.9pt;mso-pagination:none;\r\nmso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span class=GramE><span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>² &quot;A Child\'s\r\nImagination.&quot;</span><span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:\r\n12.0pt\'> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'mso-line-height-alt:7.9pt;mso-pagination:none;\r\nmso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span class=GramE><span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>³ <i>Inferno, </i>xxxiii. 39.</span></span><span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;\r\nmso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal align=center style=\'text-align:center;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n7.9pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;\'>Page – 60<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<div class=MsoNormal align=center style=\'text-align:center;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n7.9pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none\'>\r\n\r\n<hr size=2 width=\"100%\" align=center>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>However\r\nspiritual a soul, Dante is yet bound to the earth, he has dominated perhaps but\r\nnot conquered.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:10.55pt;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>The\r\nGreek sings of the humanity of man, the Indian the divinity of man. <span\r\nstyle=\'mso-bidi-font-weight:bold\'>It </span>is the Hellenic spirit that has\r\nvery largely moulded our taste and we have forgotten that an equally poetic\r\nworld exists in the domain of spiritual life, even in its very severity, as in\r\nthat of earthly life and its sweetness. And as we are passionate about the\r\nearthly life, even so Sri Auro­bindo has made a passion of the spiritual life.\r\nPoetry after all has a mission; the phrase &quot;Art for Art\'s sake&quot; may\r\nbe made to mean anything. Poetry is not merely what is pleasing, not even what\r\nis merely touching and moving but what is at the same time, inspiring,\r\ninvigorating, elevating. Truth is indeed beauty but it is not always the beauty\r\nthat captivates the eye or the mere aesthetic sense.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:.15in;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>And\r\nbecause our Vedic poets always looked beyond humani­ty, beyond earth, therefore\r\ncould they make divine poetry of humanity and what is of earth. Therefore it\r\nwas that they were <span class=SpellE>pervadingly</span> so grandiose and\r\nsublime and puissant. The heroic, the epic was their natural element and they\r\ncould not but express themselves in the <i>grand manner. </i>Sri Aurobindo has\r\nthe same outlook and it is why we find in him the ring of the old-world manner.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:8.85pt;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>Mark\r\nthe stately march, the fullness of voice, the wealth of imagery, the vigour of\r\nmovement of these lines:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:8.85pt;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>What though\r\nit\'s true that the <st1:place><st1:PlaceType>river</st1:PlaceType> of <st1:PlaceName>Life</st1:PlaceName></st1:place><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:20.4pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span><span\r\nclass=GramE>through</span> the <st1:place><st1:PlaceType>Valley</st1:PlaceType>\r\n of <st1:PlaceName>Peril</st1:PlaceName></st1:place><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:20.4pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>Flows? But the diamond shines on the cliff-side,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:20.4pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span><span\r\nclass=GramE>jacinth</span> and beryl<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:20.4pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>Gleam in the crannies, sapphire, <span class=SpellE>smaragdus</span> the<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:20.4pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span><span\r\nclass=GramE>roadway</span> bejewel,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:20.4pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>Down in the jaws of the savage mountains granite<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:20.4pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span><span\r\nclass=GramE>and</span> cruel.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:20.4pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>See, how the <span class=GramE>coursers</span> divine champ spirited<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:20.4pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span><span\r\nclass=GramE>pawing</span> the mountains!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:20.4pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>Look, how the wide-pacing river of life from its<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:20.4pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span><span\r\nclass=GramE>far-off</span> fountains<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;mso-line-height-alt:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:20.4pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>Flows down mighty and broad like a war-horse<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'margin-left:.5in;text-align:justify;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n11.75pt;mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:20.4pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;\r\ntext-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span><span\r\nclass=GramE>brought</span> from its manger<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal align=center style=\"text-align:center; \r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:20.4pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;\'>Page –\r\n61<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<div class=MsoNormal align=center style=\'text-align:center;line-height:11.75pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:20.4pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone\'>\r\n\r\n<hr size=2 width=\"100%\" align=center>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"margin-left:.5in;mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">Arching its neck as it\r\npaces grand to the gorges<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:.3in;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span><span class=GramE>of</span>\r\ndanger.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"margin-left:.5in;mso-pagination:\r\nnone;tab-stops:.3in;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">Headlong, <span\r\nclass=SpellE>o\'ercome</span>, with a <span class=SpellE>stridulent</span>\r\nhorror the<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:.3in;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span><span class=GramE>river</span>\r\ndescending<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"margin-left:.5in;mso-pagination:\r\nnone;tab-stops:.3in;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">Shudders\r\nbelow into sunless depths, along chasms<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:.3in;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span><span class=GramE>unending</span>,­–<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;tab-stops:.3in;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">And the majestic sweep and\r\nthe wide rolling cadence of­<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"margin-left:.5in;mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">These wanderings of the\r\nsuns, these stars at play<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:.3in;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>In the due measure that\r\nthey chose of old<span class=GramE>.. . .</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;tab-stops:.3in;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">The superb and the right\r\nimperial tone instinct with a con­centrated force of<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"margin-left:.5in;mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">Who art thou, warrior\r\narmed gloriously<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:.3in;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>Like the sun?<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"margin-left:.5in;mso-pagination:\r\nnone;tab-stops:.3in;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">Thy gait is\r\nan empire and thine eye<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; margin-left:.5in;\r\nmso-pagination:none;tab-stops:.3in;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:\r\nnone; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span><span class=GramE>Dominion.</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;tab-stops:.3in;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:.15in;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">This\r\nis poetry salutary indeed if there were any. We are so often and so much\r\nenamoured of the feminine languidness of poetry; the clear, the sane, the\r\nvirile, that is a type of poetry that our nerves cannot always or for long\r\nstand. But there is poetry that is <i>agréable </i>and there is poetry that is <i>grand,\r\n</i>as Sainte Beuve said. There are the pleasures of poetry and there are the\r\n&quot;ardours of poetry&quot;. And the great poets are always <i>grand </i>rather\r\nthan <i>agréable, </i>full of the ardours of poetry rat her than the pleasures\r\nof poetry.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:11pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">And\r\nif there is something in the creative spirit of Sri Auro­bindo which tends more\r\ntowards the strenuous than the genial, the arduous than the mellifluous, and\r\nwhich has more of the austerity of Vyasa than the easy felicity of Valmiki, however\r\nit might have affected the ultimate value of his creation, ac­cording to\r\ncertain standards<span class=GramE>,¹</span> it has illustrated once more that<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; text-indent:11pt; mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\'text-align:justify;text-indent:.15in;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n7.9pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'><span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>¹&quot;. . <span\r\nclass=GramE>.it</span> cannot be said that Aurobindo shows any organic\r\nadaptation to music and melody. His thought is profound; his technical devices\r\nare commendable; but the music that enchants or disturbs is not there.\r\nAurobindo is not another Tagore or Iqbal, or even Sarojini Naidu.&quot; – The <i>Times\r\nLiterary Supplement, </i><st1:date Year=\"1944\" Day=\"8\" Month=\"7\">July 8, 1944</st1:date>.<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal align=center style=\'text-align:center;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n7.9pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;\'>Page – 62<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<div class=MsoNormal align=center style=\'text-align:center;mso-line-height-alt:\r\n7.9pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none\'>\r\n\r\n<hr size=2 width=\"100%\" align=center>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal style=\"text-align:justify; mso-pagination:\r\nnone;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"><span class=GramE>poetry</span>\r\nis not merely beauty but power, it is not merely sweet imagination but creative\r\nvision – it is even the <span class=SpellE>Rik</span>, the mantra that impels\r\nthe gods to manifest upon earth, that fashions divinity in man.<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p class=MsoNormal align=center style=\"text-align:center; \r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;\'>Page – 63<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<div class=MsoNormal align=center style=\'text-align:center;line-height:12.0pt;\r\nmso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none\'>\r\n\r\n<hr size=2 width=\"100%\" align=center>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n  <p class=MsoNormal align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p><a href=\"-00_Ccontent\"><img src=\"/Nolini/Volume-2/_Gif_Image/home03a.gif\" width=\"38\" height=\"49\" border=\"0\"></a></p>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n		</td>\r\n	</tr>\r\n</table>\r\n</body>\r\n\r\n</html>\r\n','-07_Sri Aurobindo_ Ahana and Other Poems','','publish','closed','open','','07_sri-aurobindo_-ahana-and-other-poems','','','2021-11-23 17:58:42','2021-11-23 17:58:42','',0,'http://collectedworksofnolinikantagupta.com/index.php/2021/11/23/07_sri-aurobindo_-ahana-and-other-poems/',0,'post','',0),(1971,1,'2021-11-23 17:58:42','2021-11-23 17:58:42','<!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC \"-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.0 Transitional//EN\">\r\n<HTML>\r\n<HEAD>\r\n	\r\n	<TITLE>Mysticism\r\nin Bengali Poetry</TITLE>\r\n	\r\n</HEAD>\r\n<BODY LANG=\"en-US\" DIR=\"LTR\">\r\n<table border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" width=\"100%\">\r\n	<tr>\r\n		<td>\r\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><B>\r\n<font size=\"4\">Mysticism\r\nin Bengali Poetry</font></B></p>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>BENGALI\r\npoetry was born some time towards the end of an era of decline in the\r\nIndian consciousness, almost towards the close of what is called the\r\nBuddhist period, but it was born with a veritable crown on its head.\r\nFor it was sheer mystic poetry, mystic in substance, mystic in manner\r\nand expression. The poets were themselves mystics, that is to say\r\nspiritual seekers, sadhaks -they   were called Siddhas or\r\nSiddhacharyas. They told of their spiritual, rather occult\r\nexperiences in an occult or oblique manner, the very manner of the\r\nancient Vedic Rishis, in figures and symbols and similes. It was a\r\nform of beauty, not merely of truth-of abstract metaphysical truth\r\n-that rose all on a sudden, as it were, out of an enveloping\r\ndarkness. It shone for a time and then faded slowly, perhaps spread\r\nitself out in the common consciousness of the people and continued to\r\nexist as a backwash in popular songs and fables and proverbs. But it\r\nwas there and came up again a few centuries later and the crest is\r\nseen once more in a more elevated, polished and dignified form with a\r\ncontent of mental illumination. I am referring to Chandidasa, who was\r\nalso a sadhak poet and is usually known as the father of Bengali\r\npoetry, being the creator of modern Bengali poetry. He flourished\r\nsomewhere in the fourteenth century. That wave too subsided and\r\nretired into the background, leaving in interregnum again of a\r\ncentury or more till it showed itself once more in another volume of\r\nmystic poetry in the hands of a new type of spiritual practitioners.\r\nThey were the Yogis and Fakirs, and although of a popular type, yet\r\npossessing nuggets of gold in their utterances, and they formed a\r\nlarge family. This almost <SPAN LANG=\"en-GB\">synchronised</SPAN> with\r\nthe establishment and consolidation of the Western Power, with its\r\nintellectual and rational</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; padding-top:0in; padding-right:0in; padding-bottom:0.03in; padding-left:0in; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page - 221</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-right:0.01in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>enlightenment, in India. The cultivation and\r\nsuperimposition of this Western or secular light forced the native\r\nvein of mysticism underground; it was necessary and useful, for it\r\nadded an element which was missing before; a new synthesis came up in\r\na crest with Tagore. It was a neo-mysticism, intellectual,\r\nphilosophical, broad-based, self-conscious. Recently however we have\r\nbeen going on the downward slope, and many, if not the majority among\r\nus, have been pointing at mysticism and shouting: &quot;Out, damned\r\nspot!&quot; But perhaps we have struck the rock-bottom and are\r\nwheeling round.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.17in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>For in the present epoch we are rising on a new crest\r\nand everywhere, in all literatures, signs are not lacking of a\r\nsupremely significant spiritual poetry being born among us.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.18in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>In order to give you a taste of what this poetry is and\r\nhow it evolved I shall cite samples of the various waves at their\r\ncrest as they rose from epoch to epoch till today.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>The\r\nearliest Siddhacharya says:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>That comes not down, nor does that go up;</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>That has no second to its self, that has attained</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>	absolute fixity.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Kanhu says where the mind never cracks,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>winds are stilled, there dwells the mistress</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>	of the house.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>or\r\nagain</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>This is the seed of Time out of which the Lotus has\r\nbloomed,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>O heroic enjoyer, even like a bee, take in with every</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>	breath of yours the honeyed fragrance.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>This is mysticism <I>in excelsis </I>and beautiful\r\nmysticism.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>	We dive down the centuries and when we come up we find</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Chandidasa thus greeting us:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>There is a shore poised on a shore,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>	Upon that a wave,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Waves dwell upon waves -</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>	But a few only know.</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; padding-top:0in; padding-right:0in; padding-bottom:0.03in; padding-left:0in; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page - 222</FONT><BR>\r\n\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>or\r\nagain</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>It is the lover that knows the sweetness of love;</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>And who is it that pours out this sweetness?</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Who is it that has abandoned all and become the two</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>	and dwells in the Home of Delight?</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.21in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>From sheer symbolism we rise into some kind of mental\r\napprehension of the symbolistic experience. That mental element\r\nfurther gains ground and seeks even an intellectual illumination in\r\nthe songs of the Bauls and Fakirs that form the next stage of the\r\nevolution. Lalan the Fakir says:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.16in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>It is within this man that the other man dwells;</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>It is Him that saints and sages through the ages</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>had sought and pursued.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>As the moon is seen in the water</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>But flees the touch of your fingers,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Even so ever he dwells</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>	Apart and aloof.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>In the lotus beyond is his abode,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>In the lotus with twin petals he is out and astir;</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>One sees all this easily, only when one has ascertained\r\nthe</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>	petals of his lotus.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.15in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Now, coming at last to the modern age, in Tagore we have\r\nthe full-fledged intellectual mysticism. Here is the modem seer and\r\nprophet:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.15in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Within the finite, 0 Infinite, thou playest thy notes,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>That is why so sweet is thy manifestation in me.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>or\r\nagain</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>The incense yearns to melt into the perfume,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>And the perfume yearns to embrace the incense;</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>The sound seeks to be caught in the rhythm</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>And the rhythm hastening runs into the sound.</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; padding-top:0in; padding-right:0in; padding-bottom:0.03in; padding-left:0in; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page - 223</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>or\r\nthese lines</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>I dived into the ocean of forms</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>	seeking the pearl of the formless -</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Oh, I shall no more wander from port to port</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>	plying my worn-out bark -</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>There where rises eternally the song</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>	that ears do not hear</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Shall I go with the harp of my heart</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>	into the royal court in fathomless depths.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.15in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>That is not the end or the <I>nec plus ultra-nothing\r\n</I>beyond - for there is a beyond and Sri Aurobindo has shown and\r\ntaught what it can be like. Here is one daring poet:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"text-indent:0.15in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Thy firm galaxies</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Are tracing their script on our forehead.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>This day, 0 Mother, all the terrestrial illuminations</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Weave a garland of lights that come from beyond.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>or\r\nthis one, more mystically mystic:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>The Bard wheels onward in his sweeping march:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>He gathers in perfect the soul\'s obeisances,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Urges secreted in the heart of the sun-flower,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Hymns limned in her petalled gold!</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>or\r\nthese almost surrealistic lines:</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>The Dark One has put on a golden garland,</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>And on her delicate forehead burns the flame of</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>	red sandal - </FONT>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>She, the Eternal Memory, from the forgetfulness of</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>	earth\'s depths</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>Kindles the first spark of the word born of the</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"margin-left:0.5in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>	churning - </FONT>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><BR>\r\n</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>One\r\ngreat characteristic of these mystics, particularly the older ones,\r\nis the conception of the spiritual or divine being as</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; text-indent:0.15in; padding-top:0in; padding-right:0in; padding-bottom:0.03in; padding-left:0in; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page -  224</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY style=\"line-height: 150%; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0\"><FONT SIZE=3>a\r\nhuman being-the soul, &quot;the man there within this man here,&quot;\r\nis a human person and the human form has a significant charm which\r\nnone other possesses. The Spirit, the Divine <SPAN LANG=\"en-GB\">individualised</SPAN>\r\nand concretised in an earth-made man is a blazing experience with the\r\nSiddhacharyas and the experience continues down to our days. The\r\nSiddhacharyas themselves have added a peculiar, rather strange form\r\nto the conception. The soul, the inmost divine being is a woman whom\r\none loves and seeks: she is an outcaste maid who dwells beyond the\r\nwalls of the city; one, that is to say, the conscient being in us,\r\nloves her all the more passionately because she is so. The city means\r\nthis normally flourishing confine of outer consciousness where we\r\ndwell usually; the Divine is kept outside the pale of this inferior\r\nnature. To our consciousness that which is beyond it is an obscure,\r\nvalueless, worthless, miserable non -entity; but to the consciousness\r\nof the sage-poet, that is the only thing valuable and adorable. These\r\nmystics further say that the true person, the divinity that lies\r\nneglected and even despised in our secular life is truly the idol of\r\nall worship and when she is accepted, when she puts off her beggarly\r\nrobes, the obscurities of our mind and heart and senses, then she\r\nbecomes the mistress of the house, the queen whom none thenceforth\r\ncan disobey -all the limbs become her willing servitors and adorers.\r\nThe divine Law rules even the external personality.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.19in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>The significance of the human personality, the role of\r\nthe finite in the play of the infinite and universal, the sanctity of\r\nthe material form as an expression and objectification of the\r\ntranscendent, the body as a function of Consciousness-Force Delight\r\nare some of the very cardinal and supreme experiences in Bengali\r\nmysticism from its origin down to the present day.</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=JUSTIFY STYLE=\"text-indent:0.15in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=3>A mysticism that evokes the soul\'s delights and\r\nexperiences in a language that has so transformed itself as to become\r\nthe soul\'s native utterance is the new <SPAN LANG=\"en-GB\">endeavour</SPAN>\r\nof the poet\'s Muse.</FONT><BR>\r\n		</P>\r\n<P ALIGN=CENTER STYLE=\"border-bottom:1px solid black; text-indent:0.15in; padding-top:0in; padding-right:0in; padding-bottom:0.03in; padding-left:0in; border-top-style:none; border-right-style:none; border-left-style:none; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\">\r\n<FONT SIZE=2>Page - 225</FONT></P>\r\n<P ALIGN=\"right\" STYLE=\"text-indent:0.15in; line-height:150%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0\"> \r\n<a href=\"-00_Ccontent\"><img src=\"/Nolini/Volume-2/_Gif_Image/home03a.gif\" width=\"38\" height=\"49\" border=\"0\"></a></P>\r\n		</td>\r\n	</tr>\r\n</table>\r\n</BODY>\r\n</HTML>','-31_Mysticism in Bengali Poetry','','publish','closed','open','','31_mysticism-in-bengali-poetry','','','2021-11-23 17:58:42','2021-11-23 17:58:42','',0,'http://collectedworksofnolinikantagupta.com/index.php/2021/11/23/31_mysticism-in-bengali-poetry/',0,'post','',0);
INSERT INTO `wp_posts` VALUES (1972,1,'2021-11-23 17:58:42','2021-11-23 17:58:42','<!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC \"-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.0 Transitional//EN\">\r\n<html xmlns:v=\"urn:schemas-microsoft-com:vml\"\r\nxmlns:o=\"urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office\"\r\nxmlns:w=\"urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:word\"\r\nxmlns:st1=\"urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags\"\r\nxmlns=\"http://www.w3.org/TR/REC-html40\">\r\n\r\n<head>\r\n<meta http-equiv=Content-Type content=\"text/html; charset=iso-8859-1\">\r\n<title>TO THE HEIGHTS</title>\r\n</head>\r\n\r\n<body lang=EN-US link=blue vlink=blue style=\'tab-interval:.5in\'>\r\n\r\n<table border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" width=\"100%\">\r\n	<tr>\r\n		<td>\r\n\r\n<div class=Section1>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><b>\r\n<font size=\"4\">TO THE HEIGHTS</font></b></p>\r\n\r\n	<hr>\r\n\r\n<p align=right style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><b>\r\n<font size=\"4\">To the Heights</font></b></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:12.25pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span style=\'font-size:13.5pt\'>I</span></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>UNWELCOME\r\nguests are prowling round about. At times they even knock at the door and try\r\nto peep through the windows. I have all the doors and windows bolted and\r\nbarred. And I shall not open them, neither out of kindness nor curiosity. Let\r\nthem howl in the chill night outside and go their way or perish. I await my own\r\nGuest who shall reveal himself from within; for him I keep the hearth clean and\r\nwarm. I tend the fire patiently and assiduously. The flames brighten and mount\r\nupward -each a voice that calls and prays for the coming of the Beloved.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-indent:11.5pt;\r\nline-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>O Soul! Listen to his sweet footfall. Lend not your ear to\r\nother voices. Gather together in silence all the eagerness of the heart. Lo! <span\r\nclass=GramE>the</span> profundities ring with the music of his anklets!</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-indent:11.5pt;\r\nline-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><st1:date\r\nYear=\"1932\" Day=\"30\" Month=\"9\"><i><font size=\"2\">September </font> </i>\r\n<font size=\"2\">30, 1932</font></st1:date></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.1pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><b>II</b></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.1pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>WHEN the\r\nflood-gates are swung wide,</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Where\r\nshall hide all the evil ones now so <span class=SpellE>cosily</span> lodged?</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>The\r\nsurging luminosities shall hurl themselves scouring and flooding</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>And\r\nforce each nook and corner, rush each bend and turn</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>And\r\nsweep all that cleaves and <span class=GramE>clogs, all that obscures</span>\r\nand is obscure!<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;\r\n\'>Page &#8211; 307 </span></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:7.9pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>An\r\n<st1:place><st1:PlaceType>ocean</st1:PlaceType> of <st1:PlaceName>Light</st1:PlaceName></st1:place>\r\nshall I become,</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>A\r\nthousand rivers of light flowing into it and rising out of it -</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Light\r\nplaying with light, light woven into light-</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>A solar\r\nworld made of the glories of the gods!</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><st1:date\r\nYear=\"1932\" Day=\"1\" Month=\"10\"><i><font size=\"2\">October </font> </i>\r\n<font size=\"2\">1, 1932</font></st1:date></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><b>III</b></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.8pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>ALL my\r\nheart melts into a fountain of gratitude</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>And\r\ntears rush to the eyes -</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Such\r\nsweet tears, angel-stars that come from afar</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span\r\nclass=GramE>With healing Peace and Bliss.</span></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Love\r\ntranscendent</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>That\r\ndisdains not our crawling mortalities,</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>But embraces\r\nthem with a passion beyond the little human heart to know,</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Love\r\nthat in its supreme love has given itself away</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>And\r\nbecome the clod of earth we are. . . . . .</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Yet\r\nhuman life is but a blind rejection, a heartless denial</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Of this\r\none thing that makes life living.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>My poor\r\nlimbs are all astir within,</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>A faint\r\nand muffled echo sways along their closed and dark-some corridors!</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Is it\r\nthe awakening of the sleeping goddess?</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Is it\r\nthe resurrection of the self-immolated One?</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>My heart\r\nyearns to welcome Him whom the ages have ignored.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>And\r\nmelts into a fountain of tears!</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><st1:date\r\nYear=\"1932\" Day=\"2\" Month=\"10\"><i><font size=\"2\">October </font> </i>\r\n<font size=\"2\">2, 1932</font></st1:date><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;\r\n\'>Page - 308</span></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><b>IV</b></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.1pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>IN\r\nsilence move the stars,</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>In\r\nsilence mounts the sap within the plant,</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>The\r\nsecret energies of Nature work and create in the deeps of silence.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Out\r\nof the uttermost stillness the whirling universe was born -</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>All\r\nthe turmoil and tumult, the roar and fury that meet the eye</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Flourish\r\nupon an <span lang=EN-GB style=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>unfathomed</span>\r\nquiet below.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>In\r\nthe <span lang=EN-GB style=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>tranquillity</span> of\r\ndeath a new birth prepares itself,</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>The\r\ngathered calm of Night\'s ending ushers in the rejuvenated <span class=GramE>Sun\r\n.</span></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>And\r\nwere my wild senses to turn back, they would face the abysmal silence of the\r\nsoul.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>The cry\r\nof the heart shoots up like a column of silence -</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>That\r\nvoice alone reaches straight to the High Throne and moves it to grace.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>The gods\r\ndescend along a path of luminous silence spread in </p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span\r\nclass=GramE>the</span> farthest spaces of our inmost being.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><st1:date\r\nYear=\"1932\" Day=\"3\" Month=\"10\"><i><font size=\"2\">October </font> </i>\r\n<font size=\"2\">3, 1932</font></st1:date></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><b>V</b></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>I\r\nLAY myself bare-limb by limb,</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>From\r\nthe outmost to the inmost, from the highest to the lowest,</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>From\r\nthe crown of the head to the tip of the toe,</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span\r\nclass=GramE>From my senses to my soul.</span></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>I lay\r\nmyself bare - simply and wholly -</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>To the\r\ntouch of the one who is our Beloved,<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;\r\n\'>Page - 309</span></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Like a\r\nbabe, all beauty in its sheer nakedness,</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span\r\nclass=GramE>Reposing ecstatic in the warmth of the mother\'s lap.</span></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>The <span\r\nclass=SpellE>clothings</span> and trappings, the <span lang=EN-GB\r\nstyle=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>pretences</span> and falsities -</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>All the\r\nproprieties that make up our adult wisdom-</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Cast to\r\nthe winds -come as innocent as when you were born</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>And\r\nbathe in the wide sunlight of the Love Divine.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><st1:date\r\nYear=\"1932\" Day=\"4\" Month=\"10\"><i><font size=\"2\">October </font> </i>\r\n<font size=\"2\">4, 1932</font></st1:date></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><b>VI</b></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>MAHESHW ARI</p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>VAST and\r\nserene as the infinite spaces,</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Far away\r\nfrom our little earthly world,</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>And yet\r\noverarching and leaning down in a protective gesture-</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>The\r\nMother of Light, the Mother of all-comprehending wisdom, <span class=SpellE>throned</span>\r\non the highest heights,</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Sheds,\r\nequal and unruffled, her benign compassion on obscure mortals,</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Draws\r\nthem infallibly ever nearer to her through the rolling ages -</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Her very\r\npresence is the power that decrees, the grace that redeems.</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><st1:date\r\nYear=\"1932\" Day=\"5\" Month=\"10\"><i><font size=\"2\">October </font> </i>\r\n<font size=\"2\">5, 1932</font></st1:date><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span style=\'font-size:10.0pt;\r\n\'>Page - 310</span></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;font-weight:700;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>VII<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;font-weight:medium;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;font-weight:medium;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>MAHAKALI<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;\r\nfont-weight:medium;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>SHE has burst open the veil and leaped to the front,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Into the very thick of the combat<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Our Captain, our Warrior - her flaming sword, her\r\nbattering mace,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Her thundering <span class=GramE>cry sweep</span> the\r\nfield.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>She brooks no delay, has no mercy for weakness -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Straight is her path and swift she speeds to the goal:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Here and now shall be her victory.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Terrible Mother who presses her children through blazing\r\nfire,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The sooner to burn out the dross and free the gold -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The sooner to smother them with her passionate bliss!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Her every tread crushes a demon\'s head,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>Unseals for mortals a fount of\r\nimmortality.</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1932\" Day=\"6\" Month=\"10\"><i>\r\n<font size=\"2\">October </font> </i><font size=\"2\">6,\r\n 1932</font></st1:date><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;font-weight:700;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>VIII<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;font-weight:medium;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;font-weight:medium;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>MAHALAKSHMI<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>MOTHER of Delight-<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Of Love that moves the sun and stars!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>She is the Rapture that quickens our inmost heart,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>She is Beauty\'s self that <span lang=EN-GB\r\nstyle=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>enthrals</span> our earthly senses; <span\r\nclass=GramE>In</span> her is the whole meaning of existence.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>She has come down close and intimate to <span\r\nclass=GramE>a humanity</span> avid of joy;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>She casts her noose of charm and captures us even by our\r\nweakness;<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page - 311</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Her radiant smile transfigures a whole world of gloom and\r\npain<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Into an Abode of Bliss -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And we know not when <span class=GramE>have we</span>\r\ntranscended our human frailties<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>In our eagerness to contemplate her gracious form,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>To kiss those glorious feet of hers<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>That trail</span> the Dawn!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Hasten to welcome her, O heart, hasten!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>0Lest she <span class=GramE>turn</span> away -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>For she will not force herself,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Our adorable and shy Mother!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1932\" Day=\"10\" Month=\"10\"><i>\r\n<font size=\"2\">October </font> </i><font size=\"2\">10,\r\n 1932</font></st1:date><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.1pt;font-weight:700;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>IX<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.1pt;font-weight:medium;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;font-weight:medium;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>MAHASARASWATI<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;\r\nfont-weight:medium;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>SUPREME Artisan and Fashioner of perfection,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Atom by atom she builds up the world-she is slow,\r\npatient, <span class=GramE>faultless</span>.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And by her consummate craftsmanship the universe-and each\r\nobject in the universe -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Is a marvel of pattern, a model of divine <span\r\nclass=GramE>arabesque,</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>A carefully wrought jewel.</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Hers is the keen eye, hers the deft finger, the sure\r\nhandling<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And they compel intractable Matter<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>To bend and bow down to her as to its\r\nsovereign Mistress.</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>She is the growing divinity within us that like\r\ninevitable fate<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Is slowly taking possession of our human life,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>She is <span lang=EN-GB style=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>moulding</span>\r\nit as she wills it to be -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>A vessel and an instrument-a visible embodiment<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Of the Consciousness, the Power, the Bliss<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>Of the Divine Mother.</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1932\" Day=\"14\" Month=\"10\"><i>\r\n<font size=\"2\">October </font> </i><font size=\"2\">14,\r\n 1932</font></st1:date><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page - 312</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>ON this troubled world, distracted beyond measure,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Erring in the double darkness of ignorance and ill-will,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Seeking remedy and refuge from evil<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>At Evil\'s gate,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Pour, <span class=GramE>pour</span> thy soothing Light, 0\r\nDivine Compassion!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin:0 0in; line-height:150%;widows: 0;orphans: 0\'>When men\r\nhave passed through their little illusions,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>They will love thee and cling to thee the more\r\npassionately,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And understand thee with a clearer vision;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>They will know thee and will come back to thee<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>At the end of <span class=GramE>all their</span>\r\nnightmare!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Thou art the one pivot on which revolves the universe,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The hidden spring that presses my heart to a ceaseless\r\nbeating;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The light thou <span class=SpellE>scatterest</span> to\r\nthe farthest star<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Shines in my eye with a purer gleam;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Thou art the gladness that makes the earth green and the\r\nsky blue -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Thou art the ecstasy that has turned the blood in my\r\nveins <span class=GramE>To</span> a crimson red!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1932\" Day=\"15\" Month=\"10\"><i>\r\n<font size=\"2\">October </font> </i><font size=\"2\">15,\r\n 1932</font></st1:date><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.1pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.1pt;font-weight:700;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>XI<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.1pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>IT is the Eye of the eye and yet it is the object that\r\nthe eye contemplates;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>It is the Sense of the senses and still the senses can\r\napprehend it;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>It is not merely the <span class=GramE>inmost,</span> it\r\nis as well the outermost.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>It thins itself out to utmost <span class=SpellE>tenuity</span>\r\n-even into nothingness,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And it condenses itself to impenetrable solidity -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>It is Pure Consciousness and it is absolute Matter.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Spirit is Matter sublimated, Matter is Spirit <span\r\nlang=EN-GB style=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>crystallised.</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Soul is Body introvert, Body is Soul extravert.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1932\" Day=\"16\" Month=\"10\"><i>\r\n<font size=\"2\">October </font> </i><font size=\"2\">16,\r\n 1932</font></st1:date><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page - 313</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><b>XII</b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.1pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>THOU hast fashioned thy limbs into the curves of every\r\nhuman contact;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Thou art neither too subtle nor too vast, neither the far\r\ntranscendent, nor the wide universal; <o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Thou hast framed thyself into the limits of common\r\nmortality, <o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>And <span class=SpellE>standest</span>\r\nlevel upon the earth.<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>This is thy utter self-giving and this thy supreme grace\r\n-<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>This smile of kindness has brought here below<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>All the bliss of an <span class=SpellE>unseizable</span>\r\nbeyond,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The words of thy mouth incorporate<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The inexpressible silence,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And this Flesh has made the Immutable Truth<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Living and throbbing, warm to our embrace!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1932\" Day=\"17\" Month=\"10\"><i>\r\n<font size=\"2\">October </font> </i><font size=\"2\">17,\r\n 1932</font></st1:date><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.1pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><b>XIII</b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.1pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>UPON this mortal earth thou <span class=SpellE>buildest</span>\r\na <st1:place><st1:PlaceType>garden</st1:PlaceType> of <st1:PlaceName>Paradise</st1:PlaceName></st1:place>,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>O Mother of Dreams, Mother victorious!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Overwhelmed with wonder the heart lies prostrate at thy\r\nfeet,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>O Mother victorious!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Saints and great souls sing to thee in adoration,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>O Mother <span class=GramE>omnipotent</span>, Mother\r\nvictorious!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Blind <span class=SpellE>darknesses</span> fall faint and\r\nnumb before the arrows of thy Light,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Mother victorious!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=SpellE>Saviour</span> from all evil,\r\ndeliverer from pain is thy Great Name,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>O Mother victorious!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>A home of safety is the refuge at thy feet,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>O Mother of Bliss, Mother victorious!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The fear of death and age vanishes today,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>O all-conquering Mother, Mother victorious!<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page - 314</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The seas of sorrow disappear at the touch of thy Grace,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>O Mother of Peace, Mother victorious!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The sheen of gold pales before thy hue that <span\r\nlang=EN-GB style=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>enthrals</span> my soul,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>O Mother of Light, Mother victorious!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>In the heart of the devotee thou art the delight that is\r\nheaven\'s nectar,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>O Mother of Love, Mother victorious!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1932\" Day=\"29\" Month=\"10\"><i>October </i>29,\r\n 1932</st1:date> <i>[Translated from Bengali]</i><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><b>XIV</b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><b>MAHALAKSHMI</b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>DEAR to thee are gardens of the lotus,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Where else shall I spread thy seat, O Mother?<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>On the lotus of my heart press the dawn-roses of thy feet\r\nand make it flower.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Things ungainly afflict thee, O Mother,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>I will not cherish them anywhere in me even a little.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>O Queen of Beauty, charmer of the worlds,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Keep abiding thy grace upon me.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Thou <span class=SpellE>sufferest</span> not an arid\r\nheart,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>So of thyself hast thou come and put on bonds of\r\naffection -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>O Mother, by the magic of thy sweetness, <span\r\nclass=GramE>quicken</span> and <span class=SpellE>upheave</span> me with Love.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=right style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:right;\r\nline-height:150%;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><i>[Translated from Bengali]</i><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.1pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><b>XV</b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.1pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><b>GOD THE SUPREME MYSTERY</b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>HE is the Soul of our <span class=GramE>soul,</span> He\r\nis the Body of our body -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Our eye veils Him, but He is revealed to the Eye of our\r\neye;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>He is Soul embodied and He is Body <span class=SpellE>ensouled</span>.<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page - 315</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>He is the farthest of the far and the highest of the high\r\n-<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The senses cannot accost Him nor any human instrument\r\ninveigle;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>He is the nearest of the near and the lowest of the low -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>The very earth of our body is kneaded out of His\r\nsubstance.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>He is the <span class=GramE>goal</span> towards which the\r\ncreation wheels in its ceaseless cycles,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>He is the firm foundation upon which the universe is\r\nreared.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The vast and fathomless Peace and Silence of <span\r\nclass=SpellE>Uncreation</span> is He,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>He the vehement Energy that swirls out\r\nin the <span lang=EN-GB style=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>aeons</span> and the\r\nworlds.<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>He is the <span class=GramE>Father</span> whose wise love\r\nmarshals our destinies,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>He is the Mother whose passion-white light accordantly<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>fashions</span> us and bears us\r\nthrough,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>He is our own Self, ourselves beyond the ignorance and\r\nthe<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>bondage</span> of the moment.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>He is there and we are He -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>To bring down on earth and incorporate in this body<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Something of the high divinities that form His Nature -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Through the travail and storm and stress of yearning\r\nmortalities<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>To give birth to an Immortality<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Secured and housed here below.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1933\" Day=\"10\" Month=\"4\"><i>\r\n<font size=\"2\">April </font> </i><font size=\"2\">10,\r\n 1933</font></st1:date><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><b>XVI</b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.1pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>FAINT Heart! Kindle your faith and take courage!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Stupendous obstacles block the way?<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>But omnipotent is the Power that awaits you,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And under her ensign you will conquer -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Conquer all that looks unconquerable<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And much more besides,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>Worlds now beyond reach and out of\r\nsight.</span><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page - 316</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The little being within appears so small and so helpless!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And yet it is the diamond-point<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>That cuts through even the hardest matter as through\r\nwater,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>It is the streak of light that easily pierces<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>The densest sway of darkness.</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin:0 0in; line-height:150%;widows: 0;orphans: 0\'>There is a\r\nbreath that moves mountains,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>There is a touch that makes the dead arise,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>There is a voice that is the doom of Yesterday<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And the radiant herald of Tomorrow.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1933\" Day=\"26\" Month=\"5\"><i>\r\n<font size=\"2\">May </font> </i><font size=\"2\">26,\r\n 1933</font></st1:date><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><b>XVII</b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>LORD, this is my prayer:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>May the voice of thy silence enter me, -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Rousing every atom of my being,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Till it vibrates to thy Truth,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And is the harp of its utterance<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>And is its visible embodiment.</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>All the tumultuous surges of the wide world<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Rush towards me assured of victory-<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>May they roll back in confusion and turn away upon\r\nthemselves<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And leave me as a virgin rock<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>Tranquil and ever firm on its pristine\r\nfoundations.</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin:0 0in; line-height:150%;widows: 0;orphans: 0\'>May the\r\nuniverse dissolve, may it vanish<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Even like a dream -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And thou alone appear, thou alone abide<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>One in thy multitudinous reality;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>I shall find a new world in Thee, a world made of Thee;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Therein each limb of mine shall <span lang=EN-GB\r\nstyle=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>realise</span> its fullness of union with Thee<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>And shall taste utter felicity.</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1933\" Day=\"28\" Month=\"5\"><i>\r\n<font size=\"2\">May </font> </i><font size=\"2\">28,\r\n 1933</font></st1:date></p>\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:11.0pt;\'>Page - 317</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><b><span style=\'color:black\'>XVIII</span></b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>LORD, thou hast heard our prayer,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And come down into our mortal ways -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Assumed the form, the flesh <span class=GramE>that build</span>\r\nour weakness,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Thou hast deigned<span class=GramE>,</span> to be close\r\nto us and wear our make,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>To be with us and to be of us.</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>But we have taken thy humanity in a too literal and\r\nfamiliar way,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>We have forgotten the Aspiration and the Descent, the<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>answering</span> Grace that took shape\r\nin thy advent;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And now we blame thee and slight thee, because thou art<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-indent:33.1pt;\r\nline-height:150%;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>become</span> like\r\nus-earthly and human.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Divine, thou art too far-human, too near!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>For, the aberration of our petty minds knows no limits!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin:0 0in; line-height:150%;widows: 0;orphans: 0\'><span\r\nclass=GramE>:But</span> thou <span class=SpellE>sufferest</span> all<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And <span class=SpellE>keepest</span> thy unruffled and\r\nunabated benignity -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>On thy lips is the smile of eternal and infinite Grace,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>The smile that is <span class=SpellE>thine</span>\r\nalone.<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1933\" Day=\"1\" Month=\"6\"><i>\r\n<font size=\"2\">June </font> </i><font size=\"2\">1,\r\n 1933</font></st1:date><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><b>XIX</b></p>\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>&nbsp;</p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><b>THE MARCH INTO THE NIGHT</b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>ENDLESS, endless <span lang=EN-GB style=\'mso-ansi-language:\r\nEN-GB\'>labours</span> the way:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Its meanderings seem always to come back near to the same\r\nold familiar spot.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>We have <span lang=EN-GB style=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>travelled</span>\r\nthrough long ages and countless lives,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Through immemorial vistas of Time, as though through all\r\nthe length of Eternity -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And yet see <span class=GramE>we</span> not the same old\r\nsun jogging up and down<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>Between its same old prison bars?</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The lone luminaries afar <span class=GramE>that appear</span>\r\nso close to the very heart of the Great Mystery,<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page - 318</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Twinkle and blink as <span class=SpellE>inconsciently</span>\r\nas ever;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The cold and barren face of the moon stares as bland and\r\nstupid as its wont;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The same old shadow still lingers at our feet and\r\nentangles them inexorably;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And the eternal viper remains coiled fast into the\r\ndarkness of our entrails. . . .<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The march of <span lang=EN-GB style=\'mso-ansi-language:\r\nEN-GB\'>aeons</span> has brought us none the nearer to Light or Deliverance.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Ah, Soul, we have indeed progressed into obscurity,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Into a deeper and deeper gloom have we entered <span\r\nclass=GramE>-</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Yet who is this intrepid voyager that has dared the other<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-indent:31.7pt;\r\nline-height:150%;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>Unknown, the nether\r\nprofundities?</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>It is thou, O my <span class=GramE>Soul,</span> it is the\r\nLight itself, the beacon from above!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>For whither else could Progress lie?<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>Towards Light and more Light?</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>But the Soul is All-Light and needs no illumination;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>It is Darkness that yearns for the Light<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And so the Soul has descended in answer<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Into the gloom -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The gloom stretches interminable,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The abyss seems fathomless, -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Only to the spirit that ventures with its own lantern;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>But my Soul is never alone -the Mother of Light <span\r\nclass=SpellE>upbears</span> it -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>A cataract of limitless blaze swirls behind<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And presses it forward in and through the gloom<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>That will roll out and melt,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Sooner perhaps than one may believe, -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The soul and gloom and all -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Right on the other side<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>Into the free and infinite and sheer\r\ntranslucence.</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1933\" Day=\"24\" Month=\"7\"><i>\r\n<font size=\"2\">July </font> </i><font size=\"2\">24,\r\n 1933</font></st1:date><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page - 319</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><b>XX</b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.1pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>THERE is a deep within the deeps,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>There is a height beyond the farthest heights. . . .<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>A cooling breath, a silence immaculate<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Abides for ever,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Unbroken and ceaseless reigns over sinful earth<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>A smiling Grace.</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>A ray, the shadow of a Hand,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The touch of a happy unspeakable sorcery,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Bends down to our mortality held fast in pain and\r\nignorance -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>A wide quietude suffuses and masters the heat and turmoil\r\nof the senses,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>We obey the gesture of a compassion that sees and feels,\r\nthat relieves and delivers.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>This surface is a veil, a tissue made of obscurity,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>It is a level plain that circumscribes a crawling vision\r\n-<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Peel off the dull crust, release the living translucence\r\nof inmost fires,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Soar on the wings of the soul\'s high destiny to stellar\r\ninfinitudes.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Deep is the obscurity, but there is a light behind,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Long is the suffering, but there is a supreme joy in\r\nwhich it culminates;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>For the utmost clearness of human day is but the faint\r\necho of another Sun,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And the most exquisite, the purest pleasure on earth is\r\nno <o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>more</span> than a soon-sinking beacon<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>That lures us on towards other Delights, intimate,\r\nunseen, unfailing, ineffable.<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page - 320</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><b><span style=\'color:black\'>XXI</span></b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>LET me not shame thee, my soul,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Let me not profane thee -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>With a faithless glance or a straying step<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Or a sigh that heaves not for thee.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Straight as the sun\'s ray, clear as the virgin spaces<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Let my whole being converse and fix upon thee.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Thy voice is still and small -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Oh the <span class=SpellE>delicatest</span> thing that ever\r\nbloomed in a mortal frame!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Thy slightest wish, the most casual inclination<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Be for me a thundering command and an impetuous drive<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>To immediate embodiment.</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Thou art the Architect that builds from within,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>From the deepest foundations:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The edifice thou <span class=SpellE>rearest</span> rises\r\ninexorably;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Nothing can mar it, nothing can shake it,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>It stands a marvel of ages -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Time lies prostrate at its feet in awe and adoration.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Thou art the Child that we carry as in a womb<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And nourish with the light that we press out of every cell\r\nand every pore;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Thou <span class=SpellE>growest</span> with each drop of\r\nthe Grace that <span lang=EN-GB style=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>distils</span>\r\nfrom above into our mortality-<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Our common clay that houses the Divine Inhabitant thins\r\nout and dissolves,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Like a shadow passes out and merges into thy substance.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1933\" Day=\"19\" Month=\"9\"><i>\r\n<font size=\"2\">September </font> </i><font size=\"2\">19,\r\n 1933</font></st1:date></p>\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:11.0pt;\'>Page - 321</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><b>XXII</b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.1pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>My eyes have followed the lines of thy beauty,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The winging curves of grace that embody thee -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>In a delight that was gathered to its core of utmost\r\nintensity,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>To its height of supreme exquisiteness.\r\n. . . . .</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>A light bathed <span class=GramE>them,</span> a glory\r\nsuffused them slowly -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>A clear and vast vision entered,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>I stood face to face with the Truth -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And the scales of Ignorance fell away!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The enraptured contemplation of thy embodiment<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Quieted and soothed the heat and turmoil<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Of my feverish hungers<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>That had rushed so long incontinent <span class=GramE>towards\r\na myriad mirages</span> -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>My desire has found its one haven of rest,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>An unspeakable <span lang=EN-GB style=\'mso-ansi-language:\r\nEN-GB\'>tranquillity</span> holds my mind and heart, <span class=GramE>An</span>\r\nutter purity nestles me!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>My ears have drunk thy voice -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Its ringing sweetness filters through the depths of my\r\nbeing,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And it awakens crystal <span class=SpellE>listenings</span>\r\nthat mirror and capture<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The mother-harmony of immemorial spheres,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Thy rhythm divine that graces and <span lang=EN-GB\r\nstyle=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>moulds</span> my life.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>My hands have touched the roses of thy feet -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The very soul of fragrance has passed into the substance<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Of my transmuted <span class=GramE>earth.</span> . . . ..<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>This body has grown sheer into thee as if it were thy own\r\nlimb!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1933\" Day=\"3\" Month=\"10\"><i>\r\n<font size=\"2\">October </font> </i><font size=\"2\">3,\r\n 1933</font></st1:date><o:p><font size=\"2\">&nbsp;</font></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page - 322</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><b>XXIII</b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>THERE is no darkness, we only close our eyes<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>and</span> shut out the Light;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>There is no pain, it is only our shrinking<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>from</span> an intense and unwelcome\r\nDelight;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>There is no <span class=GramE>death,</span> it is only\r\nour dread of the Life Eternal<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>that</span> comes back upon us and\r\nsmites us.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Our senses are tremulous and fearsome<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>and</span> cling to the empty <span\r\nclass=SpellE>littlenesses</span> of the surface moment,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>they</span> heed not the vast surges of\r\nInfinitude<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>that</span> sweep and pass by.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Calm, calm, my soul! Sink down and deep:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Fashion the crystal bowl of thy heart<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>with</span> all the serene profundity\r\nof the unknown spaces -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>and</span> drop by drop will gather\r\nthere<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>a</span> bliss immortals only can\r\ntaste,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>and</span> ray by ray will dawn the\r\nLight supernal. . . . . . <o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Or -be prepared for this too, soul, my soul -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>the</span> down-rush of a myriad <span\r\nclass=SpellE>undyked</span> cataracts,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>the</span> sudden bursting of a whole\r\nstellar conflagration.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1935\" Day=\"17\" Month=\"3\"><i>March </i>17,\r\n 1935</st1:date><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><b>XXIV</b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>LEST I become proud of my strength<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>thou</span> hast revealed to me the\r\nbundle of weakness that I am. . . .<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Lest I sink down and wallow in my weakness<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>thou</span> hast set blue-kissing wings\r\nto my feet<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>and</span> made me soar high -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>high</span> towards heights beyond all\r\nmy dreaming.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Thou art the Strength of the strong,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>and</span> the stronger he becomes the\r\nmore he knows it:<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page - 323</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>weakness</span> is but thy absence -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>one</span> has only to fill up the void\r\nwith thyself<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>to</span> be transformed into the very\r\nstore-house of power.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Thy grace, 0 Lord, has made this dumb one eloquent, this\r\nlame one it has made to cross the mountains.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1935\" Day=\"8\" Month=\"4\"><i>April </i>8,\r\n 1935</st1:date><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><b style=\'mso-bidi-font-weight:\r\nnormal\'>XXV<o:p></o:p></b></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>I T bent, bent down and touched the earth -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>the</span> gracious Light -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>even</span> as the wide azure curves\r\nand kisses the level horizon:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>all</span> my soul flushed roseate with\r\ndelight,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>and</span> this body stilled to trance\r\nshone vibrant with an <span class=SpellE>inly</span> glow -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>a</span> bride led to the altar.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>The scars of a thousand pangs that had branded the limbs<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>through</span> <span class=SpellE>aeons</span>\r\nof ignorance<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>are</span> now smoothed out, and with\r\nthe freshness of a morning life<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>my</span> being is dowered whole and\r\nentire.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Behold! I am a new-born babe in the lap of the Immaculate\r\nMother -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>the</span> glory of her love pulsates\r\nin every cell and <span class=SpellE>fibre</span>,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>a</span> whole futurity of her vision<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>is</span> incarnated in this frail\r\nearthly vessel.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>A mighty secret is being wrought upon in the far depths -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>but</span> it shall out one day<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>and</span> blaze like a rising sun on\r\nthe brow of creation.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1935\" Day=\"11\" Month=\"4\"><i>\r\n<font size=\"2\">April </font> </i><font size=\"2\">11,\r\n 1935</font></st1:date><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page - 324</span><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><b>XXVI</b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>I AM not ashamed of my failings,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>I do not claim to be an angel of heaven,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>I cannot boast that I have never faltered -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>I am not ashamed of my humanity.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>I possess not the halo of saintliness,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>nor</span> do I wear the tares that\r\ntangle me round as a crown of glory -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Lord, thou hast made me humble,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>But I have known to be humble with humility.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Through all my failings and <span class=SpellE>errings</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>thou</span> hast proved me to be the\r\ncommonest of men,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>a</span> child of clod and clay -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Through my failings too thou hast led me on:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>across</span> the shoals and marshes and\r\nquagmires<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>thou</span> hast guided me on to higher\r\nand firmer and surer footings -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>thy</span> Grace in its <span\r\nclass=SpellE>chrysaline</span> warmth has enveloped<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>this</span> earth-bound worm.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Thou\r\nhast proved, O mighty one,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>that</span> the meanest of things here\r\nbelow is rounded<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>with</span> a divine ending,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>and</span> man is not all too human:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>there</span> is a prophecy in mortal\r\ncreature that only bides its time,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>nothing</span> is impossible even in\r\nthis sorry world -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>For, behold, I am no longer what I was.</p>\r\n		<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>&nbsp;</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1935\" Day=\"14\" Month=\"4\"><i>\r\n<font size=\"2\">April </font> </i><font size=\"2\">14,\r\n 1935</font></st1:date><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page - 325</span><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><b>XXVII</b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>NOT for me, not for me<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>I breathe and move and act -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>not</span> for me, not for me,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>but</span> for the beloved Lord of my\r\nlife.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>I have cast myself away -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>oh</span>, the rapture of looking up to\r\nHim, of listening to Him alone:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>I am the slave of His Will,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>a</span> plaything in His sweet hands.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>But I am no more -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>this</span> is a mere vacant frame that\r\nyou see,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>its</span> ancient substance has\r\ndissolved -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>it</span> is now my Lord\'s tabernacle,\r\nit is His gestures that are traced there.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The I that seems is an empty thing<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>that</span> bubbles up with His breath\r\nas He chooses<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>and</span> utters and enshrines His\r\niridescent Delight<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>and</span> sinks back again and melts\r\ninto His <span class=SpellE>tranced</span> silence.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1935\" Day=\"22\" Month=\"4\"><i>April </i>22,\r\n 1935</st1:date><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><b>XXVIII</b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>IN the wide, wide sapphire stillness of my heart\'s heaven\r\nin trance,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>the</span> diamond tips of other-world\r\nraptures<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>peep</span> out and twinkle and beacon\r\n-<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Oh, the radiant sisterhood of the benign Graces<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>who</span> <span lang=EN-GB\r\nstyle=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>distil</span> upon my earth the Lord\'s\r\nlove-laden smile.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Is it a gloom that invades? <span class=GramE>a</span>\r\nfrown that menaces?<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>But these hosts of the Enemy hurl themselves in vain<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page - 326</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>against</span> the blazing <span\r\nlang=EN-GB style=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>armour</span> that my Lord\'s\r\nlaughter<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>has</span> fashioned around me -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>they</span> are turned back upon\r\nthemselves and are scattered.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>In the shade of the Light, a happy <span lang=EN-GB\r\nstyle=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>traveller</span> I move on<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>Ever secure and tranquil.</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>I have heard His call and He has embraced me<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>intimately</span> from afar;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Lo, I am grown into the translucency of His divine\r\nserenity,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>the</span> earth-made cells of flesh\r\nare now spirit-stars<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>that</span> bear the <span\r\nclass=SpellE>undecaying</span> <span class=SpellE><span lang=EN-GB\r\nstyle=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>lustres</span> of immortality.<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1935\" Day=\"30\" Month=\"4\"><i>April </i>30,\r\n 1935</st1:date><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><b>XXIX</b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>GRACE is the golden lining to the dark cloud:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>it</span> is the touch of love that\r\nrounds off all our faults,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>he</span> Divinity that lies imbedded\r\nin our earth,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>revealing</span> itself a-sudden like a\r\nlightning flare.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>I t is the flaming heart of things<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>that</span> nothing has yet been able\r\nto extinguish:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>it</span> is that which breaks out,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>through</span> the obdurate rock and\r\nthe damping water,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>in</span> volcanoes and geysers.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>It is the vaulted infinite answering back<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>to</span> the unheard still cry, out at\r\nthe other end;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>it</span> is the ardent call of the\r\nBeyond<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>that</span> has <span lang=EN-GB\r\nstyle=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>travelled</span> down to a forgetful Here\r\nBelow,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>awakening</span> us to reminiscences of\r\nour ancient and eternal estate,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>our</span> only Home.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1935\" Day=\"11\" Month=\"5\"><i>\r\n<font size=\"2\">May </font> </i><font size=\"2\">11,\r\n 1935</font></st1:date><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page - 327</span><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><b>XXX</b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>TURN my gaze away from thousand <span class=SpellE>nothingnesses</span>\r\n-<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>One thing for me is enough and more,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>O Queen of hearts!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>What avails the senses each to pursue its luring <span\r\nclass=GramE>fire</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>That leads but to a dismal engulfing bog,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>To nothingness or worse?</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The Sense of the senses dwells at home<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And through its moon-lit grace <span lang=EN-GB\r\nstyle=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>distils</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Peace and ease and rapture exquisite!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The essence of delights, the secret sap of blooms,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The <span class=SpellE>winkless</span> Light beyond all <span\r\nclass=SpellE>flickerings</span>,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The one treasure intimate -it is Thou!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>My all has melted away and vanished<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Into the single orb of thy compassion, .0 my One and All!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1936\" Day=\"1\" Month=\"9\"><i>September </i>1,\r\n 1936</st1:date><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.1pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><b>XXXI</b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.1pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>LIVE it, my soul, live the Truth<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Than which never a fairer or truer one<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Has been vouchsafed to man -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Live it and be blessed!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Earth carried it in her womb<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Ever since she was born -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>She was born to bear it<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>And deliver to the expectant world.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The shining divinities once came down:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>They anointed themselves with the earth of earth,<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page - 328</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Entered the prison of ignorance and pain and grief<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And became the mortals that we are -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Even as the blooming flower and the luscious fullness of\r\nthe fruit<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Once lay hid within the dark and dank tortuous striving\r\nand travail of the roots!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>To come out and regain the native and pristine estate,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>To become the sun and the air and the glory that is\r\nabroad,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>To be in flesh and bone the radiant secret self,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>To embody the prophecy that inspired the march of the\r\nages<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>To <span lang=EN-GB style=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>fulfil</span>,\r\nthe golden day is come!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1936\" Day=\"6\" Month=\"9\"><i>September </i>6,\r\n 1936</st1:date><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><b>XXXII</b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>I SAW <span class=GramE>Her</span> footsteps just flit\r\nacross the sky. . . . . .<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And the sun blazed up and still it burns incontinent<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And so the stars to the end of the world -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>But the little moon was consumed outright and became the\r\npale dead mass it is.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The golden trail of <span class=GramE>Her</span>\r\nfootsteps has kindled a quenchless Fire in my heart,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And all my life is now <span class=GramE>a volcano with\r\nits thousand tongues of flame leaping up to kiss</span> the trail -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>But where are the little senses\' little pleasures gone<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>And all the spell of the near and the\r\ndear and the small?</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>They have gone the way of the lunar light and its\r\nborrowed lamp<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>When the sun is high.</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Lo, he is made to ride the comet that sweeps the\r\nexpanding spaces,<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page - 329</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The creature <span class=GramE>who</span> once crawled in\r\nhis murky pit......<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>A glance has melted,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>A touch has <span lang=EN-GB style=\'mso-ansi-language:\r\nEN-GB\'>moulded</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>A mortal into an Immortal!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1936\" Day=\"11\" Month=\"9\"><i>September </i>11,\r\n 1936</st1:date><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.1pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><b>XXXIII</b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.1pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>I SLEPT away......<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And awoke into a <span class=SpellE>sunbright</span>\r\nwakefulness<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Far-gazing, <span class=SpellE>untwinkling</span>,\r\ntranquil, intense!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>A breath from somewhere came a-sudden<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And wiped my memory out once for all....<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>I stood new-born, fresh with other thoughts, feelings,\r\nurges<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>High and clean and scintillating,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Like rills that flow on summits and still bear the\r\npristine snow-touch.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>An utter distaste filled my mouth<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And this wide world of milk and honey turned mere sand\r\nand dust. . . .<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Behold the sea of delight that burst upon me,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The ecstasy that became my being!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>I died. . . .<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>And emerged on the other shore<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Into the Life Immortal!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1936\" Day=\"15\" Month=\"9\">\r\n<font size=\"2\">September 15,\r\n 1936</font></st1:date><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page - 330</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><b><span style=\'color:black\'>XXXIV</span></b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>THY Voice rings clear and loud<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>In the \'bluest depth of my heart<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>Through the gathered silence of <span\r\nlang=EN-GB style=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>unfathomed</span> ethers......<o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>It dims as it rises into the confused noise of my\r\nthoughts and desires<span class=GramE>, ,</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>It is wholly lost amidst the turmoil and bustle of life\r\nand the world.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Thy Face shines bright and near limned in all its\r\ncompelling<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>beauty</span>, When I gaze beyond where\r\nthe golden sun-gate opens......<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>It dims and fades as its rays descend and are scattered\r\nand dispersed <span class=GramE>here .</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>In the muddled illusions, the swirling\r\nmirages of life and the world.</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>* * *<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Close eyes, close ears, <span class=GramE>close</span> up\r\nentire<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Even like a rose bud<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And hold within and be, O my soul,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The stilled fragrance of Love <span class=SpellE>unsensed</span>.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1936\" Day=\"18\" Month=\"9\"><i>September </i>18,\r\n 1936</st1:date><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><b>XXXV</b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>IN Thee I am a perfect slave,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=SpellE>Sovereignly</span> free and happy!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Without Thee I become the master,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Bound head to foot, a .figure of <span class=GramE>misery\r\n!</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>*<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>The two worlds are cloven apart<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>And a chasm yawns between,<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page - 331</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>The deluding <span class=SpellE>midworld</span> that with\r\nits lurid<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>shadow</span> Divides Heaven and Earth!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>But one day they shall come close<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And the lightning fire leap out<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>To consume the shadow track<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And turn it into the gleaming path<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>For Heaven to descend upon earth.</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1936\" Day=\"18\" Month=\"9\"><i>September </i>18,\r\n 1936</st1:date><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><b>XXXVI</b><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>THE sky is clear, the breeze is brisk....<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Unfurl all the sails, my soul,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>And forward!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>The white waves are hurrying on with a gleeful murmur;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>They go tripping towards the verge of the world-<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>The blue Infinite calls them!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>They keep me company, the little sisters<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Tossing their diamond tresses,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Scattering their <span class=SpellE>silvern</span>\r\nlaughter;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>They fill my sails with the fragrant breath of their\r\nlittle mouths-<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>And forward drives my bark!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin:0 0in; mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%\'>Lo!\r\nI have grown golden wings,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>And I soar into the blue of the high heaven,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Right on the verge of the spaces!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>My little brothers are all around,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The bright twinkling star-angels;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>A very galaxy of them escorts my winging voyage,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Each holds aloft his blazing discus-<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=SpellE>Avaunt</span>, Darkness and Night!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Hail, Light of the Beyond!</p>\r\n		<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>&nbsp;</p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1936\" Day=\"22\" Month=\"9\"><i>\r\n<font size=\"2\">September </font> </i><font size=\"2\">22,\r\n 1936</font></st1:date><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page - 332</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><b style=\'mso-bidi-font-weight:normal\'>XXXVII<o:p></o:p></b></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>THE Fire shines there, but burns not......<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>It burns when it descends here below<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>And lies imprisoned in the crust of\r\nearth:</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Then its tongues leap out in red-hot wrath<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And consume the narrowing barriers<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>And the entrenched darkness.</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The work done, it regains its own natural and superior\r\nself,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The keen and serene substance of Bliss that it is,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The solar light with the soul of the Moon\'s concentrated\r\necstasy.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>The Fire burns-<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>It burns the dross, but illumines the core of gold;<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>It tears and tortures the obdurate and the unwilling,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>It tones and braces the docile and the willing.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>I t is the pure energy of the Gods,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>The clear knowledge that fashions\r\nbodies of delight.</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>But the unregenerate flesh<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>And the self-will of Ignorance<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Feel it as the dread devouring Flame.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1936\" Day=\"25\" Month=\"9\">\r\n<font size=\"2\">September 25,\r\n 1936</font></st1:date><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nmso-line-height-alt:10.1pt;widows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><b style=\'mso-bidi-font-weight:\r\nnormal\'>XXXVIII<o:p></o:p></b></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.1pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.1pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>You think this thing you love and that,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>You hunger for this other with all the yearning of your\r\nentrails,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And without that other again your heart seems to cease\r\nbeating!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>In vain you seek to bind your soul to earthly moments:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>It pursues another orbit encompassing Infinity,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>And the myriad shadows on this side of life<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Veil not its glorious face for ever turned to the Eternal\r\nSun.<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page - 333</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>It heeds not the little joys the flesh offers it,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Nor do tearing anguishes leave a scar upon its diamond\r\nclarity:<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>It passes through, <span class=SpellE>undeviated</span>,\r\ngathering lights<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>From out of the <span class=SpellE>darknesses</span> of its\r\nmany lives,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Presses onward to the one goal,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The fullness of Illumination in the Supreme Light!<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>It is <span class=GramE>lone</span> in its own orbit -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Or, the One Companion is enough for it,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>The one inner Presence.</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Orbits may touch or cross each other,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>As they traverse the terrestrial zone -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>But the souls themselves rest apart -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>None waits, none looks for another, but all move on,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Each absorbed in its one and single passion for <span\r\nclass=GramE>That</span> within,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>The Soul of souls.</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><st1:date Year=\"1936\" Day=\"27\" Month=\"9\"><i>\r\n<font size=\"2\">September </font> </i><font size=\"2\">27,\r\n 1936</font></st1:date><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;font-weight:medium;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><b\r\nstyle=\'mso-bidi-font-weight:normal\'>XXXIX<o:p></o:p></b></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:10.8pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>I HAVE now <span lang=EN-GB style=\'mso-ansi-language:\r\nEN-GB\'>learnt</span> to love the sun, even the sun of the <span class=SpellE><span\r\nclass=GramE>burningdesert. . . .</span><o:p></o:p></span></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Once I drew back from it and liked the shade and the\r\nglade,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>Cool pleasant walks and humid grottoes,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>All that is darksome, dank and moist,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>The rippling curtain of ceaseless rains,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'>The chillness and haze of a <span lang=EN-GB\r\nstyle=\'mso-ansi-language:EN-GB\'>grey</span><span lang=EN-GB> </span>winter sky,\r\n-<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;mso-line-height-alt:11.5pt;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; line-height:150%; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>All that narrowed down the being to its smallest stature,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Hid from it far visions and wide extensions,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>All that shrank from the touch of the warm empty\r\ndistances, -<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>For I chose to close the blinds and lie screened,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>In the <span class=SpellE>cosiness</span> of ignorant\r\nmoments, level with the sap and<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><span class=GramE>ooze</span> of earth.<o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n<p align=center style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;text-align:center;\r\nline-height:150%;border:medium none;mso-border-bottom-alt:solid black .75pt;\r\npadding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in;widows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>\r\n<span\r\nstyle=\'font-size:10.0pt;\'>Page - 334</span><o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<hr>\r\n\r\n</div>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>But now as I open my eyes with the rise of the sun,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Scales fall off and I feel a glowing clarity coursing in\r\nmy veins,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>I yearn to scan and traverse, eagle-like,<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The vastnesses <span class=GramE>that lie</span> bare\r\nunder the glare of the <st1:time Minute=\"0\" Hour=\"12\">noon</st1:time>.<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>The torrid heat and the scalding sands and the steaming\r\nair<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'>Throb with a naked and palpitating life, clean and ardent\r\nand vigorous......<o:p></o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p style=\'margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:0;line-height:150%;\r\nwidows: 0;orphans: 0; margin-top:0\'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>\r\n\r\n<p