Vol. 5 includes 'Light of Lights', 'Eight Talks', 'Sweet Mother', translations from Sanskrit, Dhammapada (Pali), Bengali & French. Original writings in French.
HE AND SHE
THE MUSICIAN ANGEL
FOUR GODS OR GODDESSES
FOUR CHILDREN
FOUR MAID SERVANTS
Two INITIATES
THE CROWD OF EARTHLY BEINGS
THE NEW BEING
The Two-in-One play all the roles in the eternal round of a manifestation which enriches itself ceaselessly – the Golden Cycle.
It is He: the child, the traveller, the lover, the disciple, the triumphant, the holocaust – the One, the Beloved.
It is She: the mother, the tree, the comrade, the bride, the master, the adversary – the One, the Beloved.
The New Being incarnates, in a new cycle, their manifestation in a single body.
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Act I: The Descent
SCENE I: THE TWO-IN-ONE
The Dance of the Golden Journey
HE Diadem of dream!
SHE Diadem of dream!
HE Arabesque of dream!
SHE Arabesque of dream!
HE The Universes!
SHE The Universes!
HE Their myriads of stars!
SHE Their myriads of stars!
HE Here passes the
SHE . . . the Way of the Spaces. . .
HE We have lost our way,
already Night has cast her golden gauntlet between us.
SHE Her gauntlet of suns.
HE Her gauntlet challenging our Light.
The Dance of the Primordial Sun
HE The Night slowly distinguishes us.
SHE Two colours mingled at their source.
HE The Night slowly separates us one from the other.
SHE Even as the two hands of one body.
HE What is this force,
Oh, sweet strange force that separates us!
SHE So then at last we are two.
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HE So then at last we are two.
The Dance of Contemplation
The Dance of the Double Star
HE The Night takes us away from each other.
SHE Drift of nebulae.
Drift of stars, of continents.
HE Drift of atoms.
The Dance of the Joyful Separation
SCENE 2: THE JOYFUL SEPARATION
HE My beauty Mirror!
My All-Beauty!
My Queen!
We shall plunge into the eternal Night.
It is our choice, our happiness.
Like two glad children
we shall go
to play in the eternal garden of the Earth.
See, how beautiful she is!
We are already there.
We have been always there.
It is we who play all the roles.
But for that we must separate.
Take this flower,
the token of my eternal Presence.
The Dance of the Eternal Presence
Look, how beautiful is the earth!
SCENE 3: THE INTERMEDIARY WORLDS
First Tableau: The World of the Gods
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HE My Splendour, I follow you.
What a robe of light dances behind you!
On it my barque reposes,
tranquil or wild,
immobile or whirling.
Do you not turn back?
SHE 'Tis you who lead me!
HE Would you stop the march of the stars,
hold up the cascade in its fall,
turn to stone the flight of millions of wings!
SHE I would turn back
to our beautiful abode
beyond the worlds.
HE All these young gods
on the way towards the earth.
They will play there our beautiful plays!
We have chosen the golden Night!
Come!
Second Tableau: The Jewels
SHE These flowers
and the robe, the crown,
the golden girdle of our embodiments,
the dancing smile of our soul
await us here.
Their gentle caress envelops us.
Dance of the Jewels
Here all are children. New eyes,
a new heart
to look at the world.
All we have seen so often
we must forget.
Then,
everything comes to us
to be discovered.
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Every crystal opens a world of marvels.
The grass, the river sings of happiness;
and every drop of water holds the Beloved.
Instead of being Two
we are myriads
to love each other.
HE Myriads. . .
SHE . . . and myriads,
myriads, myriads, myriads,
myriads.
SCENE 4: THE INCARNATION
MAID Courage, Madam.
He will be beautiful like his late father.
THE MOTHER I have all the courage of a queen,
and of a mother and of a spouse
and of a faithful servant.
I have the courage of a lioness,
of a prophetess.
Dance at the Cradle
THE MOTHER I have seen him this night,
big and strong,
my child,
our king.
He is all who are of his line.
He is the whole dynasty.
He is the earth also,
and I cannot say why.
He is the new beginning of everything.
He is Renewal itself.
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What is it?
Was I speaking?
MAID Be quiet, Madam,
You are restless!
THE MOTHER Now is the moment.
MAID Come! Women!
Here and welcome our King!
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ACT II: THE PLAY ON EARTH
SCENE I: THE MOTHER AND THE CHILD
THE MOTHER You touch now the dome of your parents.
You have reached your peak.
Your tender body, my child,
fills up the triumphal arc of its destiny.
I must once again
cut the cord that bound you to me.
You are free.
THE CHILD Mother, you wound me.
To be your child,
is it not for ever?
THE MOTHER I am with you through eternity.
But in another way.
It is in you and everywhere
that I must be.
It is time to go
where you must.
THE CHILD A strong and gentle wind swells my sails
light and heavy with all their future.
All the ships of the world
fulfil in me their glorious voyage.
I started already
and am back already.
And whosoever I meet has an ancient face,
I know them all.
THE MOTHER These streams of delight, and of sun, and of
kisses,
your tresses, my child,
do not let them fall in floods upon your shoulders;
they would be caught in the brambles and roses.
SCENE 2: THE TRAVELLERS
First Tableau: The Tree
HE A bed of the petals of shadow for my rest.
A column for my thought.
A nave for my dream.
A robe of happiness envelops me, with the evening!
Tree, your sap
beats gently against mine.
TREE I waited for you
to clasp you with my arms of dream
before nightfall.
Have you a wish to express?
HE O tree,
mighty sacred Androgyne,
initiate me into your mystery.
TREE Look! my roots plunge
into the very source of life.
He who can drink of it becomes immortal.
Look! my branches plunge into the infinite;
I am the whole space
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which the sun fills up.
In me stones, flowers, animals,
children, lovers, stars
sing for ever.
I am the Paradise believed to be lost.
I am the cavern of the witch
and the abode of the fairy.
child of the Earth, lover of the sun,
flow into my veins, O Paradise, O Immortality!
Second Tableau: The Companions
HE Who is the craftsman that conceived
the vibrant column of our body
wherein the wind enters with its musical fingers
and that the forest prolongs. . .
THE SHEPHERD In us, each flower
sees itself in a dazzled swoon.
Each star finds itself again
in the depths of the golden lake of our eyes.
HE When we sing,
even in daylight,
the Moon and Venus hear us
and the Great Bear and Arcturus and Capella.
The Adventure is our secret Bride.
She awaits us, masked,
at the turn of the road,
THE SHEPHERD She is the far Princess,
from her we come,
from her castle between heaven and earth,
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and to her,
hand in hand,
– warriors, builders, companions,
eternal travellers, wanderers eternal –
we walk on.
HE Shepherd, my friend,
who is the craftsman that tuned
the luminous lyre of my soul,
so that we vibrate together,
to the same breath?. . .
SCENE 3: THE LOVERS
HE Hardly an hour ago
I was still wandering
at hazard.
But every one of my steps was sure of itself.
You made a sign to me,
You called me, O my star.
One hour only
or long ages. . .
We have lived,
sung, danced together,
on her paths of sand, of water, of snow,
her carpets of rock and moss and fern,
all the unforgettable festivals of Earth.
Happiness invited us
into her grottoes, her palaces,
her fields of wheat, her fields of war.
Happiness, faithful,
the wave or the flower in its arms,
the tool, the torch, the weapon in its grip
joy on its lips,
awaited us everywhere.
That smile,
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it is You,
my Beloved.
SHE We play together,
joined in one single flame,
the immense symphony of the Universe.
Thousands of festivals still calf us:
those of yesterday,
those of to-morrow,
those of our eternal Meeting.
Here,
now,
for ever.
SCENE 4: THE INITIATES
HE O my sweet Master,
I thirst for Eternity!
THE MASTER I shall lead you to thy eternal Truth.
HE The ocean of life
spreads below me its tranquil lagoons
where corals build up the living house
of hours and minutes.
But each sparkle of the waters
breaks the shell of my dream.
The call of the Infinite tears me.
The ecstasy of the Infinite possesses my soul.
The Earth and the Universe capsize.
Who awaits me there?
Who calls me?
THE MASTER Thyself.
INITIATE (Left) He the Supreme Beloved.
INITIATE (Right) The Absolute.
INITIATE (L) Be pure of all taint!
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Be pure of all thy rainbows.
Enter into thy original Whiteness!
INITIATE (R) Enter into thy original Whiteness!
INITIATE (L) Be pure of thy present,
Be pure of thy past and of thy future!
Enter into thy original Candour!
INITIATE (R) Enter into thy original Candour!
INITIATE (L) Die to thyself!
INITIATE (R) Die to thyself!
THE MASTER Become Thyself!
The Song of Triumph
THE MASTER Solitary,
eternal,
enter into thy original Splendour!
SCENE 5: THE ADVERSARY
SHE My spouse, my brother,
we have sworn to be eternal enemies.
It is our secret.
And now we are ready to melt
into our Unity.
The earth in alarm reels under our steps.
My brother, my spouse,
to honour our vows
you are in duty bound to kill me.
HE My sister, my spouse,
you have chosen to live by my side
like an impalpable shadow
that I may rule alone.
But it is you who rule.
The strength of my arms,
the power of my eyes,
the love of my heart,
it is you in me.
If one of us has to pass,
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if the great sacrifice of separation
has to be performed once again,
it is I, my sister,
who will go.
Fulfil the act
of our most secret nuptials.
SHE Oh! my brother,
my great sacred enemy,
my hand does not tremble,
but my reason fails.
In me let us live then,
in you let us die,
since it is decided.
HE To die by you, for you
to be annihilated into the ether
of the new beginnings of the world,
O supreme delight
of going by a new path, virgin and unknown
to meet you.
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ACT III: THE RETURN
SCENE l: TRANSCENDENCE
SHE Fire and fire and fire and fire!
Unnameable incandescence,
towards which the universe bends
even as a giant banyan tree
with its million branches
churning the interstellar milk
with their golden scourges,
its radiant suns
and its black suns, fruits of darkness.
It bends,
all its rays veering towards their source
and its fruits fall into the Light.
But over there, still are burning
thousands of suns for the Festival.
Given back to me,
one with me!
The banyan tree vanished, burnt down,
swallowed up into this I
that suffers nothing but itself.
I am the Delight of my Delight,
the Truth of my Being,
the Absolute of my immutable Wholeness.
I am the One,
I am the Unadored.
But the Delight of my Delight
is here with its very self.
It breaks the virtue of its self-identity.
It stands face to face with itself.
For the Delight of My Delight
is He my Beloved.
Dance of the Mirror
So does all begin at each instant.
SCENE 2: THE SERPENT OF THE INFINITE
HE Here I am back again,
Absolute, Solitary,
rich with the innumerable unrollings of the Being.
Here is the end
and the beginning of the world,
here I clasp myself in an eternal ecstasy.
One and Two!
O infinite abyss!
My Source, my Target,
my Delight awaiting me.
SHE My Delight come back to me.
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HE The Other unites with Other.
SHE The Same with Same.
What a perfume surrounds you!
Ocean, forest, gardens of the Earth
sing in your flowing hair.
HE They dance in the hollow of your shoulders;
and all the multitude of creatures
and the glorified man.
SHE O the one all, the one Self
peopled with my first and eternal wholeness,
as with undying stars, .
I am mirrored everywhere in myself,
in the very cells, the atoms.
The Dance of Fulfiment
HE Nothing ever goes out
of my integral Identity.
In it, somewhere
–flake of light, mimosa of dream –
the Universe vibrates,
there I dance
multiplied
for the Delight of the Delight,
for the Love of the Love.
The Dance of the Eternal Manifestation
VOICE Who are these two?
Who are these two?
Sun-eyed children!
SCENE 3: THE BECOMING
First Tabieau: The Offering
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Dance of the Golden Journey
HE Stars! Stars!
SHE Stars!
HE The whole universe is our body.
Our cycles renew it, pass through it
and each one deposits there in secret
its offering.
SHE Look, how beautiful is the Earth:
a golden fleece at our feet.
HE She is the obstinate, the rebel;
our body of rock and honey and perfume,
our body of bird,
our body of night, of wrath.
SHE She is our challenge to the impossible
HE If she did not resist us
how could we celebrate the triumphs
of our physical meeting?
SHE Each time we tread upon it,
She, the obstinate, the rebel
keeps the impress of our steps.
HE She opens the peerless bosom of her body.
We ride back upon the course of the ages,
down to the inconscient seas
where the fragile ring of life floats;
we cure all shipwrecks,
all suffering, all defeats.
We dive into the abyss of Matter,
we awaken the cell and the atom;
then does the earth vibrate and blaze up
and the universe too around her
who has offered herself to the Delight always and for ever.
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SHE Child of our mysteries.
Unexampled offering of the eternal Becoming.
Second Tableau: The Festival
HE-SHE Mariner on the unknown gulf-streams
of time and space;
drunk with the silvered air
even as the condor,
above the peaks of snow;
mad with light even as the nova;
stamped with a strange massiveness
as the dwarf star;
red as the nebula;
reddened as the spring
and the cherry;
alone with man
in his canoe
on the ocean immensity;
alone,
and two,
and all;
emerged out of the song of separation and of inconscience;
Man and Nature,
Man and Man,
God and God
for the first time,
from the inmost depth of an embodied gaze
contemplate each other.
From man to man,
from rock to rock,
from infinity to infinity
–radiant mirror of suns,
incandescent honey of love,
sacred substance of the eternal orgy –
the eternal Eye looks at itself.
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The holy Symbol
has opened the mystic vein of its heart
and in the tempest of fairyland,
the snow-drift of love and joy and light
came sweetly
by countless ways
to cover with its tranquil robe
the hills and the valleys of the earth.
Out of the depths of the abyss of ages
rises, with its peoples and flocks and forests,
the great migration of the Ecstasy
–He alone, She alone, the One alone
of the eternal Becoming.
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