By Sri Aurobindo
A gold moon-raft floats and swings slowly
And it casts a fire of pale holy blue light
On the dragon tail aglow of the faint night
That glimmers far,– swimming,
The illumined shoals of stars skimming,
Overspreading earth and drowning the heart in sight
With the ocean depths and breadths of the Infinite.
A gold moon-ship sails or drifts ever
In our spirit’s skies and halts never, blue-keeled,
And it throws its white-blue fire on this grey field,
Night’s dragon loop,– speeding,
The illumined star-thought sloops leading
To the Dawn, their harbour home, to the Light unsealed,
To the sun-face Infinite, the Untimed revealed.
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