THE RISHI
Sri Aurobindo
We are but sparks of that most
perfect fire,
Waves of that sea:
From Him we come, to Him we go,
desire
Eternally
And so long as He wills, our separate
birth
Is and shall be
The
KING
O Rishi, I have wide dominion,
The earth obeys
And heaven opens far beyond the sun
Her golden gaze.
But Him I seek, the still and perfect
One, –
The Sun, not rays.
RISHI
Seek Him upon the earth. For thee He
set
In the huge press
Of many worlds to build a mighty
state
For man’s success,
Who seeks his goal. Perfect thy human might,
Perfect the race,
For thou art He, O King. Only the night
Is on thy soul
By thy own will. Remove it and recover
The serene whole
Though art indeed, then raise up man the lover
To God the goal.
(Excerpts
from the Poem)