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At the Feet of The Mother

Liberation [1]

I have thrown from me the whirling dance of mind
And stand now in the spirit’s silence free;
Timeless and deathless beyond creature kind,
The centre of my own eternity.

I have escaped and the small self is dead;
I am immortal, alone, ineffable;
I have gone out from the universe I made,
And have grown nameless and immeasurable.

My mind is hushed in wide and endless light,
My heart a solitude of delight and peace,
My sense unsnared by touch and sound and sight,
My body a point in white infinities.

I am the one Being’s sole immobile Bliss:
No one I am, I who am all that is.


Notes on Text
27 July 1938, revised 22 March 1944. Two handwritten manuscripts.

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