A poem by Sri Aurobindo
I look across the world and no horizon walls my gaze; I see Tokyo and Paris and New York, I see the bombs bursting on Barcelona and on Canton streets. Man's numberless misdeeds and small good deeds take place within my single self; I am the beast he slays, the bird he feeds and saves; The thoughts of unknown minds exalt me with their thrill; I carry the sorrow of millions in my lonely breast.
Part VII : Pondicherry (Circa 1927-1947) > Lyrical Poems from Manuscripts (Circa 1934-1947)
NOTES FROM EDITOR
15 September 1938. One handwritten manuscript.
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