Canto 28Evolution [2]
Book 16. Part Seven - Pondicherry Circa 1927 – 1947
Sonnets
The Call of the Impossible
A godhead moves us to unrealised things.
Asleep in the wide folds of destiny,
5A world guarded by Silence’ rustling wings
Shelters their fine impossibility:
But parting quiver the caerulean gates;
Strange splendours look into our dreaming eyes;
We bear proud deities and magnificent fates;
10Faces and hands come near from Paradise.
What shines above, waits darkling here in us:
Bliss unattained our future’s birthright is,
Beauty of our dim souls grows amorous,
We are the heirs of infinite widenesses.
15The impossible is our mask of things to be,
Mortal the door to immortality.
Evolution [2]
All is not finished in the unseen decree;
A Mind beyond our mind demands our ken,
20A life of unimagined harmony
Awaits, concealed, the grasp of unborn men.
The crude beginnings of the lifeless earth,
The mindless stirrings of the plant and tree
Prepared our thought; thought for a godlike birth
25Broadens the mould of our mortality.
A might no human will nor force can gain,
A knowledge seated in eternity,
A bliss beyond our struggle and our pain
Are the high pinnacles of our destiny.
30O Thou who climb’dst to mind from the dull stone,
Face now the miracled summits still unwon.