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She looked into herself and sought for her soul.

VII.2.112

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A portion of the mighty Mother came

Into her as into its own human part...

It marked her the centre of a wide-drawn scheme,

Dreamed in the passion of her far-seeing spirit

To mould humanity into God’s own shape

And lead this great blind struggling world to light

Or a new world discover or create.

VII.2.450-57

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Amazed like one unknowing she sought her way

Out of the tangle of man’s ignorant past...

Then a Voice spoke that dwelt on secret heights:

“For man thou seekst, not for thyself alone.

Only if God assumes the human mind

And puts on mortal ignorance for his cloak...

Can he help man to grow into the God.

As man disguised the cosmic Greatness works

And finds the mystic inaccessible gate

And opens the Immortal’s golden door.

Man, human, follows in God’s human steps.

Accepting his darkness thou must bring to him light,

Accepting his sorrow thou must bring to him bliss.

In Matter’s body find thy heaven-born soul.”

VII.3.15-30

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Onward she passed seeking the soul’s mystic cave.

At first she stepped into a night of God....

In a simple purity of emptiness

Her mind knelt down before the unknowable.

All was abolished save her naked self

And the prostrate yearning of her surrendered heart....

A sacred darkness brooded now within,

The world was a deep darkness great and nude.

This void held more than all the teeming worlds,

This blank felt more than all that Time has borne,

This dark knew dumbly, immensely the Unknown....

Silent she moved, empty and absolute.

In endless Time her soul reached a wide end,

The spaceless Vast became her spirit’s place.

At last a change approached, the emptiness broke;

A wave rippled within, the world had stirred;

Once more her inner self became her space.

There was felt a blissful nearness to the goal...

She recognised in her prophetic mind

The imperishable lustre of that sky,

The tremulous sweetness of that happy air

And, covered from mind’s view and life’s approach,

The mystic cavern in the sacred hill

And knew the dwelling of her secret soul.

VII.5.1-58

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As thus she passed in that mysterious place

Through room and room, through door and rock-hewn door,

She felt herself made one with all she saw.

A sealed identity within her woke;

She knew herself the Beloved of the Supreme...

VII.5.115-19

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