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SRI AUROBINDO All heaven's secrecy lit to one face Crowning with calm the body's blinded cry— A soul of upright splendour like the noon. But only shadowless love can breathe this pure Sun-blossom fragrant with eternity— Eagles of rapture lifting flickerless A golden trance wide-winged on golden air. Sri Aurobindo's Comment "It comes from the higher mind except for the fourth and eighth lines which have illumination and are very fine." Page-23 |