Thy golden Light came down into my brain <br />And the grey rooms of mind sun-touched became <br />A bright reply to Wisdom's occult plane, <br />A calm illumination and a flame. <br /> <br />Thy golden Light came down into my throat, <br />And all my speech is now a tune divine, <br />A paean-song of Thee my single note; <br />My words are drunk with the Immortal's wine. <br /> <br />Thy golden Light came down into my heart <br />Smiting my life with Thy eternity; <br />Now has it grown a temple where Thou art <br />And all its passions point towards only Thee. <br /> <br />Thy golden Light came down into my feet, <br />My earth is now Thy playfield and Thy seat.<br /><br />Sri Aurobindo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-golden-light-2/
