A poem by Sri Aurobindo
All is not finished in the Unseen's decree! A mind beyond our mind demands our ken; A life of unimagined harmony Awaits, concealed, the grasp of unborn men.
The crude beginnings of the lifeless earth And mindless stirrings of the plant and tree Prepared our thought; thought for a godlike birth Broadens the mould of our mortality.
A might no human will or force could gain, A knowledge seated in eternity, A joy beyond our struggle and our pain Is this earth-hampered creature's destiny.
O Thou who climbest to mind from the dull stone, Turn to the miracled summits yet unwon.
All is not finished in the unseen decree; A Mind beyond our mind demands our ken, A 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 Broadens 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.
O Thou who climb'dst to mind from the dull stone, Face now the miracled summits still unwon.
Part VII : Pondicherry (Circa 1927-1947) > Sonnets from Manuscripts (Circa 1934-1947)
How to read the color-coded changes below? 1. SABCL version : lines with any changes & specific changes 2. CWSA version : lines with any changes & specific changes
NOTES FROM EDITOR
Circa 1934. Two handwritten manuscripts and one typed manuscript. The handwritten drafts were written around the same time as early drafts of “The Call of the Impossible”; the final typed versions of the two poems are also contemporaneous. The present sonnet has the same title as the one which forms a pair with “A Silver Call” (see “Evolution [1]” above). There is no textual relation between it and its namesake, but there is some between it and “The Silver Call”: its closing couplet was first used as the close of “The Silver Call” and its second and fourth lines are similar to the tenth and twelfth lines of “The Silver Call”.
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