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At the Feet of The Mother

Limitations of the Human Mind (GS 028)

These lines from Savitri remind us of the limitations of the present human mind and the need to go beyond:

In this small mould of infant mind and sense
Desire is a child-heart’s cry crying for bliss,
Our reason only a toys’ artificer,
A rule-maker in a strange stumbling game.

But she her dwarf aides knew whose confident sight
A bounded prospect took for the far goal.

The world she has made is an interim report
Of a traveller towards the half-found truth in things
Moving twixt nescience and nescience.

For nothing is known while aught remains concealed;
The Truth is known only when all is seen.

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