Collected Poems - Sri Aurobindo Ashram

744 Collected Poems
Artist of cosmos wrapped in thy occult shadow 671
As some bright archangel in vision flies 562
At last I find a meaning of soul’s birth 608
At the way’s end when the shore raised up . . . 579
Awake, awake, O sleeping men of Troy 189
Because Thou art All-beauty and All-bliss 623
Because thy flame is spent, shall mine grow less 179
Behold, by Maya’s fantasy of will 639
Bride of the Fire, clasp me now close 532
Brilliant, crouching, slouching . . . 583
Bugles of Light, bugles of Light . . . 673
Child of the infant years, Euphrosyne 187
Cool may you find the youngling grass, my herd 189
Councillors, friends, Rai Bahadoors and others 267
Cry of the ocean’s surges . . . 653
Dawn in her journey eternal . . . 335
Day and night begin, you tell me 219
Death wanders through our lives at will . . . 219
Do you remember, Love, that sunset pale 28
Each sight is now immortal with Thy bliss 623
Flame that invadest my empire of sorrow . . . 666
From the quickened womb of the primal gloom 5
“Glory and greatness and the joy of life 321
God to thy greatness 675
Goddess, supreme Mother of Dream . . . 273
Gold-white wings a throb in the vastness . . . 547
Hail to the fallen, the fearless . . . 676
Hark in the trees the low-voiced nightingale 186
He is in me, round me, facing everywhere 620
He said, “I am egoless, spiritual, free,” 620