In the silence of the midnight, in the light of dawn or noontide
I have heard the flutings of the Infinite, I have seen the sun-wings
of the seraphs.
On the boundless solitude of the mountains, on the shoreless roll
Something is felt of God's vastness, floating touches of the Absolute;
Momentary and immeasurable smiled the sense nature free from its limits,
A brief glimpse, a hint, it passes but the soul grows deeper, wider
God has set his mark upon the creature.
In the flash or flutter of flight of bird and insect, in the passion
of winged cry on treetops,
In the golden feathers of the eagle, in the maned and tawny glory
of the lion,
In the voiceless hierophants of Nature with their hieratic script
Orchid, tulip and narcissus, rose and nenuphar and lotus,
Something of eternal beauty seizes on the soul and nerves and heartstrings.
(This poem is incomplete.)
Reference: # 67 in "Les poèmes de Sri
Aurobindo" (bilingual edition)
also in "More Poems" - 54
all published by Sri
Aurobindo Ashram - Pondicherry
diffusion by SABDA