SABCL - Volume 5
I. Short Poems
The Mother of Dreams
Who are they then that come down unto men in thy visions that troop, group upon group, down the path of the shadows slanting?
Shadows at thy side in a darkness ride where the wild fires dance, stars glow and glance and the random meteor glistens;
There are voices that cry to their kin who reply; voices sweet, at the heart they beat and ravish the soul as it listens.
Lapped in moonlight not of our night or plunged in sunshine that is not diurnal?
Holdest the night in thy ancient right, Mother divine, hyacinthine, with a girdle of beauty defended.
Starry-sweet, with the moon at thy feet, now hidden now seen the clouds between in the gloom and the drift of thy tresses.
Food has been given for my tasting from heaven and fruit of immortal sweetness;
I have drunk wine of the kingdoms divine and have heard the change of music strange from a lyre which our hands cannot master;
Doors have swung wide in the chambers of pride where the Gods reside and the Apsaras dance in their circles faster and faster.
There at the gates of the heavenly states thou hast planted thy wand enchanted over the head of the Yogin waving.
Thine is the shade in which visions are made; sped by thy hands from celestial lands come the souls that rejoice for ever.
Later edition of this work: The Complete Works of Sri Aurobindo.- Set in 37 volumes.- Volume 2.- Collected Poems.- Pondicherry: Sri Aurobindo Ashram, 2009.- 751 p.