A DIAMOND IS BURNING UPWARD

A diamond is burning upward

In the roofless chamber walled

By the ivory mind;

An orb entranced glows

Where earth-storm never blows—

But the two wide eyes are blind

To its virgin soar behind

Their ruby and emerald.

The one pure bird finds rest

In the crescent moon of a nest

Which infinite boughs upbear....

Flung out on phantom air

In a colour-to-colour race

Yet never ending their quest,

The two birds dream they fly

Though fixed in the narrow sky

Of a futile human face.

Sri Aurobindo's Comment

"It sounds very surrealistic. Images and poetry very beautiful, but significance and connections are cryptic. Very attractive, though."

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