Obeisance to Sri Aurobindo

Never can the night escape my prayer

Or morning break on song-filled wonder-boughs

Absent my hymn of offering: the air

So filled with radiance and the human " I "

Grown smaller with the passing of the hours.

Slowly now awareness of the sky,

The crystal lake, the guardian trees, the flowers -

And the chalice of my soul with Thee is filled.

Peace of the conscious stone, such Force descends

Dense upon this frame of earthly years,

A knowledge seeks to penetrate and sends

Its message passing mind so now one hears

The mother-song, the world-transforming tone,

As peace envelopes - softly its caress

Enfolding limbs and penetrating bone,

And all is lost and found in timelessness.

In a cave of silence mechanic mind is stilled.

Invoking thy name in the sanctuary's keep

Awash in the light of Savitri, I sleep.