Collected Poems - Sri Aurobindo Ashram

Poems from Ahana and Other Poems 215
Or else the web behind us is unravelled
Andonitsthreadswegaze,—
Past motions of the stars, scenes long since travelled
In Time’s far-backward days.
The Triumph-Song of Trishuncou
I shall not die.
Although this body, when the spirit tires
Of its cramped residence, shall feed the fires,
My house consumes, not I.
Leaving that case
I find out ample and ethereal room.
My spirit shall avoid the hungry tomb,
Deceiving death’s embrace.
Night shall contain
The sun in its cold depths; Time too must cease;
The stars that labour shall have their release.
I cease not, I remain.
Ere the first seeds
Were sown on earth, I was already old,
And when now unborn planets shall grow cold
My history proceeds.
I am the light
In stars, the strength of lions and the joy
Of mornings; I am man and maid and boy,
Protean, infinite.
Iamatree
That stands out singly from the infinite blue;
I am the quiet falling of the dew
And am the unmeasured sea.