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Golden Gleanings
by Sri Aurobindo Ashram Delhi Branch
On the occasion of Sri Aurobindo's 150th birth anniversary, we are launching the podcast as an offering.'Golden Gleanings' is a series of poems on the works of The Mother and Sri Aurobindo in the voice of Ms. Tara Jauhar.Ms. Tara Jauhar is the Chairperson of 'Sri Aurobindo Ashram Delhi Branch'.
Episodes
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To R.
To R. The repetition of thy gracious years Brings back once more thy natal morn. Upon the crest of youth thy life appears,— A wave upborne. Amid the hundreds thronging Ocean’s floor A wave upon the crowded sea With regular rhythm pushing towards the shore Our life must be. The power that moves it...
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Transiit, Non Periit
Transiit, Non Periit Not in annihilation lost, nor given To darkness art thou fled from us and light, O strong and sentient spirit; no mere heaven Of ancient joys, no silence eremite Received thee; but the omnipresent Thought Of which thou wast a part and earthly hour, Took back its gift. Into…
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Perfect thy Motion
Perfect thy Motion Perfect thy motion ever within me, Master of mind. Grey of the brain, flash of the lightning, Brilliant and blind, These thou linkest, the world to mould, Writing the thought in a scroll of gold Violet lined. Tablet of brain thou hast made for thy writing, Master divine. Calmly...
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Evening
Evening A golden evening, when the thoughtful sun Rejects its usual pomp in going, trees That bend down to their green companion And fruitful mother, vaguely whispering,—these And a wide silent sea. Such hour is nearest God,— Rich like old age when the long ways have all been trod. Read Online:...
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Kama
Kama O desolations vast, O seas of space Unpeopled, realms of an unfertile light, Grow multitudinous with living forms, Enamoured of desire! I send My breath Into the heart of being, and the storm Of sweet attraction shall break up its calm With quivering passionate intensity And silence change…
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On the Mountains
On the Mountains Immense retreats of silence and of gloom, Hills of a sterile grandeur, rocks that sublime In bareness seek the blue sky’s infinite room With their coeval snows untouched by Time! I seek your solemn spaces! Let me at last Forgotten of thought through days immemorable Voiceless and...
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Suddenly Out from the Wonderful East
Suddenly Out from the Wonderful East Suddenly out from the wonderful East like a woman exulting Dawn stepped forth with a smile on her lips, and the glory of morning Hovered over the hills; then sweet grew air with the breezes, Sweet and keen as a wild swift virgin; the wind walked blithely, Low...
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To the Ganges
To the Ganges Hearken, Ganges, hearken, thou that sweepest golden to the sea, Hearken, Mother, to my voice. From the feet of Hari with thy waters pure thou leapest free, Waters colder-pure than ice. On Himaloy’s grandiose summits upright in his cirque of stones Shiva sits in breathless air, Where...
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Vision
Vision Who art thou that roamest Over mountains dim In the haunts of evening, Sister of the gleam! Whiter than the jasmines, Roses dream of thee; Softly with the violets How thine eyes agree! As thy raven tresses Night is not so black, From thy moonbright shoulders Floating dimly back. Feet upon...
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The Sea at Night
The Sea at Night The grey sea creeps half-visible, half-hushed, And grasps with its innumerable hands These silent walls. I see beyond a rough Glimmering infinity, I feel the wash And hear the sibilation of the waves That whisper to each other as they push To shoreward side by side,—long lines…
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The Vedantin's Prayer
The Vedantin's Prayer Spirit Supreme Who musest in the silence of the heart, Eternal gleam, Thou only Art! Ah, wherefore with this darkness am I veiled, My sunlit part By clouds assailed? Why am I thus disfigured by desire, Distracted, haled, Scorched by the fire Of fitful passions, from thy…
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Rebirth
Rebirth Not soon is God’s delight in us completed, Nor with one life we end; Termlessly in us are our spirits seated, A termless joy intend. Our souls and heaven are of an equal stature And have a dateless birth; The unending seed, the infinite mould of Nature, They were not made on earth, Nor to...
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Parabrahman
Parabrahman These wanderings of the suns, these stars at play In the due measure that they chose of old, Nor only these, but all the immense array Of objects that long Time, far Space can hold, Are divine moments. They are thoughts that form, They are vision in the Self of things august And...
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God
God Thou who pervadest all the worlds below, Yet sitst above, Master of all who work and rule and know, Servant of Love! Thou who disdainest not the worm to be Nor even the clod, Therefore we know by that humility That thou art God. Read Online: https://incarnateword.in/cwsa/2/god
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The Fear of Death
The Fear of Death Death wanders through our lives at will, sweet Death Is busy with each intake of our breath. Why do you fear her? Lo, her laughing face All rosy with the light of jocund grace! A kind and lovely maiden culling flowers In a sweet garden fresh with vernal showers, This is the…
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Seasons
Seasons Day and night begin, you tell me, When the sun may choose to set or rise. Well, it may be; but for me their changing Is determined only by her eyes. Summer, spring, the fruitless winter Hinge, you say, upon the heavenly sun? Oh, but I have known a yearlong winter! Spring was by her…
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A Child's Imagination
A Child's Imagination O thou golden image, Miniature of bliss, Speaking sweetly, speaking meetly! Every word deserves a kiss. Strange, remote and splendid Childhood’s fancy pure Thrills to thoughts we cannot fathom, Quick felicities obscure. When the eyes grow solemn Laughter fades away, Nature…
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Appeal
Appeal Thy youth is but a noon, of night take heed,— A noon that is a fragment of a day, And the swift eve all sweet things bears away, All sweet things and all bitter, rose and weed. For others’ bliss who lives, he lives indeed. But thou art pitiful and ruth shouldst know. I bid thee trifle not...
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Life and Death
Life and Death Life, death,—death, life; the words have led for ages Our thought and consciousness and firmly seemed Two opposites; but now long-hidden pages Are opened, liberating truths undreamed. Life only is, or death is life disguised,— Life a short death until by life we are surprised. Read...
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The Triumph-Song of Trishuncou
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...
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Karma (Radha's Complaint)
Karma (Radha's Complaint) Love, but my words are vain as air! In my sweet joyous youth, a heart untried, Thou tookst me in Love’s sudden snare, Thou wouldst not let me in my home abide. And now I have nought else to try, But I will make my soul one strong desire And into Ocean leaping die: So…
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Revelation
Revelation Someone leaping from the rocks Past me ran with wind-blown locks Like a startled bright surmise Visible to mortal eyes,— Just a cheek of frightened rose That with sudden beauty glows, Just a footstep like the wind And a hurried glance behind, And then nothing,—as a thought Escapes the...
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To the Sea
To the Sea O grey wild sea, Thou hast a message, thunderer, for me. Their huge wide backs Thy monstrous billows raise, abysmal cracks Dug deep between. One pale boat flutters over them, hardly seen. I hear thy roar Call me, “Why dost thou linger on the shore With fearful eyes Watching my tops…
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Immortal Love
Immortal Love If I had wooed thee for thy colour rare, Cherished the rose in thee Or wealth of Nature’s brilliants in thy hair, O woman fair, My love might cease to be. Or, had I sought thee for thy virtuous youth And tender yearning speech, Thy swift compassion and deliberate truth, O heart of...
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Radha's Appeal
O love, what more shall I, shall Radha speak, Since mortal words are weak? In life, in death, In being and in breath No other lord but thee can Radha seek. About thy feet the mighty net is wound Wherein my soul they bound; Myself resigned To servitude my mind; My heart than thine no sweeter…
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What is this Talk
What is this talk of slayer and of slain? Swords are not sharp to slay nor floods assuage This flaming soul. Mortality and pain Are mere conventions of a mightier stage. As when a hero by his doom pursued Falls like a pillar of the huge world uptorn Shaking the hearts of men and awe-imbued…
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To Weep because a Glorious Sun
To Weep because a Glorious Sun To weep because a glorious sun has set Which the next morn shall gild the east again, To mourn that mighty strengths must yield to fate Which by that fall a double force attain, To shrink from pain without whose friendly strife Joy could not be, to make a terror of...
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The Just Man
The Just Man Where is the man whom hope nor fear can move? Him the wise Gods approve. The man divine of motive pure and steadfast will Unbent to ill, Whose way is plain nor swerves for power or gold The high, straight path to hold:— Him only wise the wise Gods deem, him pure of lust; Him only…
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A Doubt
A Doubt Many boons the new years make us But the old world’s gifts were three, Dove of Cypris, wine of Bacchus, Pan’s sweet pipe in Sicily. Love, wine, song, the core of living Sweetest, oldest, musicalest. If at end of forward striving These, Life’s first, proved also best? Read Online:...
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I have a Hundred Lives
I have a Hundred Lives I have a hundred lives before me yet To grasp thee in, O spirit ethereal, Be sure I will with heart insatiate Pursue thee like a hunter through them all. Thou yet shalt turn back on the eternal way And with awakened vision watch me come Smiling a little at errors past, and...
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A God's Labour
I have gathered my dreams in a silver air Between the gold and the blue And wrapped them softly and left them there, My jewelled dreams of you. I had hoped to build a rainbow bridge Marrying the soil to the sky And sow in this dancing planet midge The moods of infinity. But too bright were our...
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A Tree
A Tree A tree beside the sandy river-beach Holds up its topmost boughs Like fingers towards the skies they cannot reach, Earth-bound, heaven-amorous. This is the soul of man. Body and brain Hungry for earth our heavenly flight detain. Read Online: https://incarnateword.in/cwsa/2/a-tree
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Because Thou Art
Because Thou Art Because Thou art All-beauty and All-bliss, My soul blind and enamoured yearns for Thee; It bears Thy mystic touch in all that is And thrills with the burden of that ecstasy. Behind all eyes I meet Thy secret gaze And in each voice I hear Thy magic tune: Thy sweetness hunts my…
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The End - Poem By Sri Aurobindo
The End - Poem By Sri Aurobindo Is this the end of all that we have been, And all we did or dreamed,— A name unremembered and a form undone,— Is this the end? A body rotting under a slab of stone Or turned to ash in fire, A mind dissolved, lost its forgotten thoughts,— Is this the end? Our little...
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The Blue Bird
The Blue Bird I am the bird of God in His blue; Divinely high and clear I sing the notes of the sweet and the true For the god’s and the seraph’s ear. I rise like a fire from the mortal’s earth Into a griefless sky And drop in the suffering soil of his birth Fire-seeds of ecstasy. My pinions soar...
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The Silence
The Silence Into the Silence, into the Silence, Arise, O Spirit immortal, Away from the turning Wheel, breaking the magical Circle. Ascend, single and deathless: Care no more for the whispers and the shoutings in the darkness, Pass from the sphere of the grey and the little, Leaving the cry and…
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The Yogi on the Whirlpool
The Yogi on the Whirlpool On a dire whirlpool in the hurrying river, A life-stilled statue naked, bronze, severe, He kept the posture of a deathless seer Unshaken by the mad water’s leap and shiver. Thought could not think in him, flesh could not quiver; The feet of Time could not adventure here;...
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Who - Poem By Sri Aurobindo
Who - Poem By Sri Aurobindo In the blue of the sky, in the green of the forest, Whose is the hand that has painted the glow? When the winds were asleep in the womb of the ether, Who was it roused them and bade them to blow? He is lost in the heart, in the cavern of Nature, He is found in the…
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O Face that I have Loved - Poem By Sri Aurobindo
O Face that I have Loved - Poem By Sri Aurobindo O face that I have loved until no face Beneath the quiet heavens such glory wear, They say you are not beautiful,—no snare Of twilight in the changing mysticness Or deep enhaloed secrecy of hair, Soft largeness in the eyes I dare not kiss! Unreal…
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Saraswati with the Lotus - Poem By Sri Aurobindo
Saraswati with the Lotus - Poem By Sri Aurobindo Thy tears fall fast, O mother, on its bloom, O white-armed mother, like honey fall thy tears; Yet even their sweetness can no more relume The golden light, the fragrance heaven rears, The fragrance and the light for ever shed Upon his lips immortal...
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The Just Man - Poem By Sri Aurobindo
The Just Man - Poem By Sri Aurobindo Where is the man whom hope nor fear can move? Him the wise Gods approve. The man divine of motive pure and steadfast will Unbent to ill, Whose way is plain nor swerves for power or gold The high, straight path to hold:— Him only wise the wise Gods deem, him…
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To the Cuckoo - Poem By Sri Aurobindo
To the Cuckoo - Poem By Sri Aurobindo Sounds of the wakening world, the year’s increase, Passage of wind and all his dewy powers With breath and laughter of new-bathed flowers And that deep light of heaven above the trees Awake mid leaves that muse in golden peace Sweet noise of birds, but most…
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To a Hero-Worshipper
To a Hero-Worshipper - I My life is then a wasted ereme, My song but idle wind Because you merely find In all this woven wealth of rhyme Harsh figures with harsh music wound, The uncouth voice of gorgeous birds, A ruby carcanet of sound, A cloud of lovely words? I am, you say, no magic rod, No…
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Phaethon - Poem By Sri Aurobindo
Phaethon - Poem By Sri Aurobindo Ye weeping poplars by the shelvy slope From murmurous lawns downdropping to the stream On whom the dusk air like a sombre dream Broods and a twilight ignorant of hope, Say what compulsion drear has bid you seam Your mossy sides with drop on eloquent drop That in...
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O Letter Dull and Cold - Poem By Sri Aurobindo
O Letter Dull and Cold - Poem By Sri Aurobindo O letter dull and cold, how can she read Gladly these lifeless lines, no fire that prove, When others even their passionate hearts exceed Caressing her sweet name with words of love? O me that I could force this barrier, turn My heart to syllables,...
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The Silver Call - Sonnet by Sri Aurobindo
The Silver Call There is a godhead of unrealised things To which Time’s splendid gains are hoarded dross; A cry seems near, a rustle of silver wings Calling to heavenly joy by earthly loss. All eye has seen and all the ear has heard Is a pale illusion by some greater voice And mightier vision; no...
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The Nightingale - Poem by Sri Aurobindo
The Nightingale Hark in the trees the low-voiced nightingale Has slain the silence with a jubilant cry; How clear in the hushed night, yet voluble And various as sweet water wavering by, That murmurs in a channel small Beneath a low grey wall, Then sings amid the fitful rye. O sweet grave Siren…
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Song - Poem by Sri Aurobindo
Song O lady Venus, shine on me, O rose-crowned goddess from thy seas Radiant among the Cyclades! Rose-crowned, puissant like the sea. And bring thy Graces three, The swift companions of thy mirthful mind. Bring thy sweet rogue with thee, Thy careless archer, beautiful and blind. A woman’s royal...
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Epitaph - Poem by Sri Aurobindo
Epitaph Moulded of twilight and the vesper star Midnight in her with noon made quiet war;— Moulded twixt life and death, Love came between; Then the night fell; twilight faded, the star had been. Read The Poem Online: Click here to read
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Epigram - Sonnet - Poem by Sri Aurobindo
Epigram If thou wouldst traverse Time with vagrant feet Nor make the poles thy limit fill not then Thy wallet with the fancy’s cloying sweet Which is no stay to heaven-aspiring men, But follow wisdom since alone the wise Can walk through fire with unblinking eyes. Read The Sonnet Online…
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On the occasion of Sri Aurobindo's 150th birth anniversary, we are launching the podcast as an offering.'Golden Gleanings' is a series of poems on the works of The Mother and Sri Aurobindo in the voice of Ms. Tara Jauhar.Ms. Tara Jauhar is the Chairperson of 'Sri Aurobindo Ashram Delhi Branch'.
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