Canto 69The Self’s Infinity
Book 16. Part Seven - Pondicherry Circa 1927 – 1947
I have become what before Time I was.
A secret touch has quieted thought and sense:
All things by the agent Mind created pass
Into a void and mute magnificence.
5My life is a silence grasped by timeless hands;
The world is drowned in an immortal gaze.
Naked my spirit from its vestures stands;
I am alone with my own self for space.
My heart is a centre of infinity,
10My body a dot in the soul’s vast expanse.
All being’s huge abyss wakes under me,
Once screened in a gigantic Ignorance.
A momentless immensity pure and bare,
I stretch to an eternal everywhere.