“A hope stole in that hardly dared to be
amid the night’s forlorn indifference…
Orphaned and driven out to seek a home,
An errant marvel with no place to live,
into a far-off nook of heaven there came
a slow miraculous gesture’s dim appeal
and beauty and wonder disturbed the fields of God.
A wandering hand of pale enchanted light
that glowed along a fading moment’s brink,
fixed with gold panel and opalescent hinge
a gate of dreams ajar on mystery’s verge.
One lucent corner windowing hidden things
forced the world’s blind immensity to sight.
The darkness failed and slipped like a falling cloak
from the reclining body of a God.”
Beauty and Wonder are there
in the Quietude of the depth,
bringing the divine birth
into the unconsciousness.
Quietude, Beauty and Wonder.
It started like that,
the waking up of the consciousness,
“the Revelation and the Flame”,
that wake up the earth to the consciousness
of the true, the right, the vast,
of the soul and its infinity
and the intensity to live it here.
Quietude, Beauty and Wonder
open up our hearts
to the waking up of the consciousness
that makes it all real.
Lyrics: Sri Aurobindo, Mira Alfassa, Michel Montecrossa, Music: Michel Montecrossa, © Mira Sound Germany