The second video from the new series “Reflections on Sri Aurobindo’s Poetry”
This early (1900-1906) poem reveals to us about what true love is. A full text is given below.
If I had wooed thee for thy colour rare,
Cherished the rose in thee
Or wealth of Nature’s brilliants in thy hair,
O woman fair,
My love might cease to be.
Or, had I sought thee for thy virtuous youth
And tender yearning speech,
Thy swift compassion and deliberate truth,
O heart of ruth,
Time might pursue, might reach.
But I have loved thee for thyself indeed
And with myself have snared;
Immortal to immortal I made speed.
Change I exceed
And am for Time prepared.