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Thus was she lost within to separate self;

Her mortal ego perished in God’s night.

Only a body was left, the ego’s shell

Afloat mid drift and foam of the world-sea,

A sea of dream watched by a motionless sense

In a figure of unreal reality.

VII.7.43-48

Yet all was not extinct in this deep loss;

The being travelled not towards nothingness.

There was some high surpassing Secrecy,

And when she sat alone with Satyavan,

Her moveless mind with his that searched and strove,

In the hush of the profound and intimate night

She turned to the face of a veiled voiceless Truth

Hid in the dumb recesses of the heart

Or waiting beyond the last peak climbed by Thought, –

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