Krishna

A poem by Sri Aurobindo


Krishna

At last I find a meaning of soul's birth
    Into this universe terrible and sweet,
I who have felt the hungry heart of earth
    Aspiring beyond heaven to Krishna's feet.

I have seen the beauty of immortal eyes,
    And heard the passion of the Lover's flute,
And known a deathless ecstasy's surprise
    And sorrow in my heart for ever mute.

Nearer and nearer now the music draws,
    Life shudders with a strange felicity;
All Nature is a wide enamoured pause
    Hoping her lord to touch, to clasp, to be.

For this one moment lived the ages past;
The world now throbs fulfilled in me at last.



Part VII : Pondicherry (Circa 1927-1947) > Sonnets from Manuscripts (Circa 1934-1947)   



NOTES FROM EDITOR

15 September 1939. Three handwritten manuscripts.



Manuscript