
I
have become a foam-white sea of bliss,
I am a curling wave of God's delight,
A shapeless flow of happy passionate light,
A whirlpool of the streams of Paradise.
I am a cup of His felicities,
A thunderblast of His golden ecstasy's might,
A fire of joy upon creation's height,
I am His rapture's wonderful abyss.
I am drunken with the glory of the Lord,
I am vanquished by the beauty of the Unborn;
I have looked, alive, upon the Eternal's face.
My mind is cloven by His radiant sword,
My heart by His beatific touch is torn;
My life is a meteor-dust of His flaming Grace.
The
Mantra, poetic expression of the deepest spiritual reality, is only possible
when three highest intensities of poetic speech meet and become indissolubly
one, a highest intensity of rhythmic movement, a highest intensity of interwoven
verbal form and thought-substance, of style, and a highest intensity of the
soul's vision of truth.
The
Future Poetry
Sri Aurobindo

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A mere metrical excellence, however subtle, rich or varied, however perfectly it satisfies the outer ear, does not meet the deeper aims of the creative spirit; for there is an inner hearing which makes its greater claim, and to reach and satisfy it is the true aim of the creator of melody and harmony.
The
Future Poetry
Sri Aurobindo
This is the intensity of poetic movement out of which the greatest possibility of poetic expression arises. It is where the metrical movement remains as a base, but either enshrines and contains or is itself contained and floats in an element of greater music which exceeds it and yet brings out all its possibilities, that the music fit for the Mantra makes itself audible. It is the triumph of the embodied spirit over the difficulties and limitations of the physical instrument. And the listener seems to be that other vaster and yet identical eternal spirit whom the U panishad speaks of as the ear of the ear, he who listens to all hearings; "behind the instabilities of word and speech " it is the profound inevitable harmonies of his own thought and vision for which he is listening.
The
Future Poetry
Sri Aurobindo
Equally in emotion, it is not the mere emotion itself the poet seeks, but the soul of emotion, that in it for the delight of which the soul in us and the world desires or accepts emotional experience. So too with the poetical sense of objects, the poet's attempt to embody in his speech truth of life or truth of Nature. It is this greater truth and its delight and beauty for which he is seeking, beauty which is truth and truth beauty and therefore a joy for ever, because it brings us the delight of the soul in the discovery of its own deeper realities.
The
Future Poetry
Sri Aurobindo

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O
Thou of whom I am the instrument,
Two
measures are there of the cosmic dance.
Thy
golden Light came down into my brain
Out
of a seeming void and dark-winged sleep
I
made an assignation with the Night;
I
have become what before Time I was.
I
dwell in the spirit's calm nothing can move
I
face earth's happenings with an equal soul;
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