Homage to Sri Aurobindo

May 1999

Perhaps my thought was a deeper seeing
When the mind fell still and the inner being
Seemed to hear his voice from the silent page
Speak softly of the coming age.

My heart attuned, my body heard
From the Lord of Life the mantric Word
Of earth transformed and by His kiss
Rewed to beauty, man to bliss.

A sweetness descending from realms above
Borne earthward on the wings of love
Envelopes our lives and immortal, brings
The Godhead’s touch to mortal things.

Slowly the golden light draws near
And the children of the dawn appear.

First published in Devotion – An Anthology of Spiritual Poetry - 2007