A low muttering rose from the subconscient caves,
The stammer of the primal ignorance;
Answer to that inarticulate questioning,
There stooped with lightning neck and thunder’s wings
A radiant hymn to the Inexpressible
And the anthem of the superconscient light.
All was revealed there none can here express;
Vision and dream were fables spoken by truth
Or symbols more veridical than fact,
Or were truths enforced by supernatural seals.
Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Book I, Canto III, page 30.
September 13, 1914
With fervour I hail Thee, O divine Mother, and in deep affection identify myself with Thee. United with our divine Mother I turn, O Lord, to Thee, and bow to Thee in mute adoration and in an ardent aspiration identify myself with Thee.Then all becomes a marvellous Silence; Being is absorbed in Non-Being, all is suspended, at rest, motionless.How shall one express the inexpressible?
The Mother, Prayers and Meditations, CWM volume 1, page 245.
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