For Huta

Go Deeper

Upon the crested wave my prayer resounds

And in the susurration of the leaves,

Burns with the stars in their mute nocturnal rounds

And soars aloft on the scented morning's breeze.

Still petals of the flowering soul within

Reflect the light of a deity so fair

Descending on the fragrance of tuberose and jasmine

He enters in silence perfuming the sanctified air.

All moves towards this hidden core of peace;

Renewed, the questing spirit deeper goes

To realms where all our worldly actions cease.

A piercing ray of wisdom downward flows

To charge the mind with vast celestial speech

And words transcendent beyond thought's utmost reach.

On hearing Sri Aurobindo's voice say softly to me "Go Deeper"