Sri Aurobindo - Karuna Yoga
Sri Aurobindo - Karuna Yoga Sri Aurobindo - Karuna Yoga
BOOK VII: The Book of Yoga 552 An impersonal emptiness walked and spoke in her, Something perhaps unfelt, unseen, unknown Guarded the body for its future work, Or Nature moved in her old stream of force. Perhaps she bore made conscious in her breast The miraculous Nihil, origin of our souls And source and sum of the vast world’s events, The womb and grave of thought, a cipher of God, A zero circle of being’s totality. It used her speech and acted in her acts, It was beauty in her limbs, life in her breath; The original Mystery wore her human face. Thus was she lost within to separate self; Her mortal ego perished in God’s night. Only a body was left, the ego’s shell Afloat mid drift and foam of the world-sea, A sea of dream watched by a motionless sense In a figure of unreal reality. An impersonal foresight could already see, — In the unthinking knowledge of the spirit Even now it seemed nigh done, inevitable, — The individual die, the cosmos pass; These gone, the transcendental grew a myth, The Holy Ghost without the Father and Son, Or, a substratum of what once had been, Being that never willed to bear a world Restored to its original loneliness, Impassive, sole, silent, intangible. Yet all was not extinct in this deep loss; The being travelled not towards nothingness. There was some high surpassing Secrecy, And when she sat alone with Satyavan, Her moveless mind with his that searched and strove, In the hush of the profound and intimate night She turned to the face of a veiled voiceless Truth Hid in the dumb recesses of the heart
CANTO VII: The Cosmic Spirit and the Cosmic Consciousness 553 Or waiting beyond the last peak climbed by Thought, — Unseen itself it sees the struggling world And prompts our quest, but cares not to be found, — Out of that distant Vast came a reply. Something unknown, unreached, inscrutable Sent down the messages of its bodiless Light, Cast lightning flashes of a thought not ours Crossing the immobile silence of her mind: In its might of irresponsible sovereignty It seized on speech to give those flamings shape, Made beat the heart of wisdom in a word And spoke immortal things through mortal lips. Or, listening to the sages of the woods, In question and in answer broke from her High strange revealings impossible to men, Something or someone secret and remote Took hold of her body for his mystic use, Her mouth was seized to channel ineffable truths, Knowledge unthinkable found an utterance. Astonished by a new enlightenment, Invaded by a streak of the Absolute, They marvelled at her, for she seemed to know What they had only glimpsed at times afar. These thoughts were formed not in her listening brain, Her vacant heart was like a stringless harp; Impassive the body claimed not its own voice, But let the luminous greatness through it pass. A dual Power at being’s occult poles Still acted, nameless and invisible: Her divine emptiness was their instrument. Inconscient Nature dealt with the world it had made, And using still the body’s instruments Slipped through the conscious void she had become; The superconscient Mystery through that Void Missioned its word to touch the thoughts of men. As yet this great impersonal speech was rare.
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BOOK VII: The Book of <strong>Yoga</strong> 552<br />
An impersonal emptiness walked and spoke in her,<br />
Something perhaps unfelt, unseen, unknown<br />
Guarded the body for its future work,<br />
Or Nature moved in her old stream of force.<br />
Perhaps she bore made conscious in her breast<br />
The miraculous Nihil, origin of our souls<br />
And source and sum of the vast world’s events,<br />
The womb and grave of thought, a cipher of God,<br />
A zero circle of being’s totality.<br />
It used her speech and acted in her acts,<br />
It was beauty in her limbs, life in her breath;<br />
The original Mystery wore her human face.<br />
Thus was she lost within to separate self;<br />
Her mortal ego perished in God’s night.<br />
Only a body was left, the ego’s shell<br />
Afloat mid drift and foam of the world-sea,<br />
A sea of dream watched by a motionless sense<br />
In a figure of unreal reality.<br />
An impersonal foresight could already see, —<br />
In the unthinking knowledge of the spirit<br />
Even now it seemed nigh done, inevitable, —<br />
The individual die, the cosmos pass;<br />
These gone, the transcendental grew a myth,<br />
The Holy Ghost without the Father and Son,<br />
Or, a substratum of what once had been,<br />
Being that never willed to bear a world<br />
Restored to its original loneliness,<br />
Impassive, sole, silent, intangible.<br />
Yet all was not extinct in this deep loss;<br />
The being travelled not towards nothingness.<br />
There was some high surpassing Secrecy,<br />
And when she sat alone with Satyavan,<br />
Her moveless mind with his that searched and strove,<br />
In the hush of the profound and intimate night<br />
She turned to the face of a veiled voiceless Truth<br />
Hid in the dumb recesses of the heart