Tuesday, January 16, 2024

Sri Aurobindo

 O worshipper of the formless Infinite, Reject not form, what dwells in it is He. Each finite is that deep Infinity Enshrining His veiled soul of pure delight. Form in its heart of silence recondite Hides the significance of His mystery, Form is the wonder-house of eternity, A cavern of the deathless Eremite. There is a beauty in the depths of God, There is a miracle of the Marvellous That builds the universe for its abode. Bursting into shape and colour like a rose, The One, in His glory multitudinous, Compels the great world-petals to unclose.


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