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SABCL - Sri Aurobindo Birth Centenary Library

CWSA - Complete Works of Sri Aurobindo

CWM - Collected Works of The Mother

Resource name: /E-Library/Disciples/Narad/English/Poems by Narad/Early Poems_1960s/Dark Night of the Soul.htm
Dark Night of the Soul Where art thou who art everywhere Where is the seeker, where the goal? In this black night comes there no light To warm the winter of my soul? Repeat the triune questioning The words that rumble o'er earth's grave Where am I in this holocaust My life, my love, thy hands that save? From dark to dark I travel on With ignorance to pave the way, All turns would take me far from Thee To shadowed fields where the evil play. Come clear ray of God, descend And to Thy touch this branch shall bend.
Resource name: /E-Library/Disciples/Narad/English/Poems by Narad/Early Poems_1960s/Sonnet to the Divine Mother.htm
Sonnet to the Divine Mother In starswept silences the winds will blend Bright flowers born of heaven's haunting hues Great mother-blooms from summit scapes descend And all Thy timeless, fragrant love imbues. Earthman the awesome stillness calls thy heights And beckoning angels imprint the clay and sand While motionless thou liest in stillborn nights And wait the touch of Truth and Her command. A liquid voice beyond our knowing calls To witness worlds th
Resource name: /E-Library/Disciples/Narad/English/Poems by Narad/Early Poems_1960s/Human Progress.htm
Human Progress Upon these jewelled cities I gaze Passing from state to state, Wondering at the might of man, His greatness, his love and his boundless hate. Deserts abound without and within, Ghost towns and El Dorado's Moments of magic and moments of sin, Our feet in the mire, our hand on the rose.
Resource name: /E-Library/Disciples/Narad/English/Poems by Narad/Early Poems_1960s/Supplication.htm
Supplication Why does not silence come with gentle hand To guide the errant step and countermand Desire and the darkened light of mind And in the heart the secret answer find.
Resource name: /E-Library/Disciples/Narad/English/Poems by Narad/Early Poems_1960s/Prince of Dust.htm
Prince of Dust What will Thou in me behold When aspiration's fire's cold And all Thy love could little mould Such seething spirit young, yet old. Pergolas of fantasy Appear in twilight's shadow-streams Image of unreality Vague conjurer of empty dreams. A prince of dust and breeze I fly Borne on morning's magic's clouds Passing earth's exigencies Clothed in ancient winding shrouds. On dark peripheries of mind I wait the emptiness of space In life's entanglement I find No constant turn towa
Resource name: /E-Library/Disciples/Narad/English/Poems by Narad/Early Poems_1960s/Liquidambar Tree.htm
Liquidambar Tree* Sheer white cotton velvet dream Still in the silent solar blaze Laser-cut of a sun-sure beam Etching the outline of your days. Seed adornments - a pendant mace Dries brown to take its winged flight, Soft o'er my head your movements trace The blessing fields of summer's rite. A rustle now, the silken breeze In tender motion moves the trees And me to a blue celestial hour, Rapt in heaven's fragrant bower. *
Resource name: /E-Library/Disciples/Narad/English/Poems by Narad/Early Poems_1960s/Lift the Pall of Night.htm
Lift the Pall of Night Break through the ingrained centuries rutted curve That joins us to the acts we would not cease, And chains shored that forge with new-found strength And bind us to the fate we would escape. There pass before us shades of promises Unkept, decisions dead, a panoply Of work unfinished, realized not until A door close upon our vain desires. And though we accept our walls we somehow know An hour shall sweep away millenniums, Re-align
Resource name: /E-Library/Disciples/Narad/English/Poems by Narad/Early Poems_1960s/Poem to The Mother.htm
Poem to The Mother We seek the secrets our hurried lives obscure, The long and laboured voyage must endure As on an inner sea alive with fire, We breathe not air that lighter paths inspire. For strength is mete to those unbending souls Who yearn with outstretched arms to higher climb And see in you the secret answer found, The omnipotent cosmologist of time. Clear ray of timeless beauty ever born Give now the foundling spirit inspired speech And hasten with Thy smile the sunlit days So to thy feet our arms outstretched may reach. In every breast a mighty murmur break That calls through aspiring heart the soul to wake. We bow before thee,
Resource name: /E-Library/Disciples/Narad/English/Poems by Narad/Early Poems_1960s/Fragments.htm
Fragments Leaves of old forgotten deeds Scattered vaguely around, Banyan-trees of memories Filling mind's groves abound.
Resource name: /E-Library/Disciples/Narad/English/Poems by Narad/Early Poems_1960s/The Dawning.htm
The Dawning Where feet of light would wander not Far past the erring ways I've trod; Though minuscule my steps have been, No path from me was wholly barred. When inspiration's fire grew cold And muses knocked in summons vain Desperate at my deafened door, I lay asleep in dreams of pain. But now my childhood's fears have fled And calm approaches slow and still Light bursts within my heart, Thy Presence in me renews my will. A spirit-peace descends on me As white rain on my blossoming soul A coruscating crystal-fire On a sun-burst sea