Шри Ауробиндо
O pall of black Night
O pall of black Night painted with thy gold stars,
Hang, hang thy folds close, closer upon earth’s bars,
O dim Night!
Then sleep shall come parting the unseen
Gates and, far guarded by a screen
Of strange Light,
Free, safe, my soul charioted in a swift dream
From earth escape stepping into the unknown Gleam
The Ray white.
ID ФОТОГРАФИИ: 09251
ИСТОЧНИК: Sri Aurobindo to Dilip: [Letters].- In 4 volumes.- Volume 2. 1934-1935