A strong son of lightning came down to the earth
with fire-feet of swiftness, splendid;
Light was born in a womb
and thunder’s force filled a human frame.
The calm speed of heaven,
the sweet greatness, pure passion,
winged power had descended;
All the gods in a mortal body dwelt, bore a single name.
A wide wave of movement stirred all the dim globe
in each glad and dreaming fold;
Life was cast into grandeur,
ocean hands took the wheels of Time.
Man’s soul was again a bright charioteer of days
hired by gods impetuous bold,
Hurled by One on His storm-winged ways,
a shaft aimed at heights sublime.
The old tablets clanging fell, ancient slow Nature‘s dead wall was rent asunder,
God renewed himself in a world of young beauty, thought and flame:
Divine voices spoke on men‘s lips,
the heart woke to white dawns of gleaming wonder,
Air a robe of splendour, breath a joy, life a godlike game.
Lyrics by Sri Aurobindo, adapted and set to music by Michel Montecrossa, © Mira Sound Germany