In moments when the inner lamps are lit And the life's cherished guests are left outside Our spirit sits alone and speaks to its gulfs. .... A tide of mightier surgings bears our lives And a diviner Presence moves the soul.
Savitri, Book I, Canto IV
He journeys to meet the Incommunicable, Hearing the echo of his single steps In the eternal courts of Solitude. .... His spirit mingles with Eternity's heart And bears the silence of the Infinite.
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