Wednesday, October 10, 2012

And who is S/he/ It ?

But Savitri answered meeting scorn with scorn,

The mortal woman to the dreadful Lord:

“Who is this God imagined by thy night,

Contemptuously creating worlds disdained,

Who made for vanity the brilliant stars?


Not he who has reared his temple in my thoughts

And made his sacred floor my human heart.

My God is will and triumphs in his paths,

My God is love and sweetly suffers all.

To him I have offered hope for sacrifice

And gave my longings as a sacrament.

(- Sri Aurobindo, Savitri)

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