God in human form
Descends from Heaven todayTo touch and feel
The breath of earth-dust.Comrades, His Victory
Let us proclaim, casting asideAll our world-responsibility-obligations.
O Lord Absolute,
We, the ever-blossoming souls,Shall satisfy You with our
Oneness-devotion-breath-hearts.We embody certainty's life
To surprisingly illumineOur journey's birthless
And deathless course.Lovingly, prayerfully and soulfully
We shall bring the Victory-CrownFrom the Consciousness-Ocean-Beyond
And, with a brightness-splendour-smile,Place it at Your Feet
With our softness-heart-care.A poltroon-body, a dunce-mind,
A restlessness-vitalWe never shall be.
We shall ever be foundIn the newness-vortex
Of activities multifarious.No sorrow, no diffidence,
No loss can torture usBefore Your blessingful, august Presence.
To none save YouShall we offer our fear-surrender.
You to invoke
And place insideOur mind's seraglio-cave,
Let us sleeplesslyOccupy our mind, shunning
All our childish games and pranks.Together, in oneness-heart,
Your Victory we all shall proclaim.You if we fail to receive and achieve,
Our earth-life will helplessly betrayIts utter worthlessness and uselessness.
Singing our Master's Victory-Song,
We, the ever-blossoming souls,Shall walk along Eternity's Road
Blazed by His Divinity's Radiance-Feet.Like fully blossomed flowers,
We shall distributeOur sweet redolence-fragrance.
Speechless, the whole world will watchOur journey's progress-march.
Your new Message we shall carry
To all climes, near and far.We shall be self-discoverers;
Pride-victims we never shall be.Refrain
God in human form
Descends from Heaven todayTo touch and feel
The breath of earth-dust.Comrades, His Victory
Let us proclaim, casting asideAll our world-responsibility-obligations.
O Summit-Soul supreme,
Your Compassion-Light we invokeTo keep our hearts
Eternally at Your Feet.In all,
The lower than the lowestAnd the higher than the highest,
You abide.Sleeplessly Your Victory-Song
Resonates in the heart of Eden.You are a perfect stranger
To superiority-inferiority-twins.You are at once the chosen Haven
Of both penury and prosperity-possessors.You are Your Life's Sweetness-Affection
To all souls that breathe on earth.None can dare fathom
Your Compassion-Heart-Ocean.To offer You our raison d'être,
We are speeding towardsYour Infinity's Height,
Smashing asunder todayAll the bondage-shackles
That will cross our path.Refrain
God in human form
Descends from Heaven todayTo touch and feel
The breath of earth-dust.Comrades, His Victory
Let us proclaim, casting asideAll our world-responsibility-obligations.
To spread Your Compassion-flooded
Life-Transformation-Message-LightHere on earth,
We shall offer our all,Our very last breath.
Even if we fail to muster
A new supply of strengthAt each hush-gap,
We, the ever-blossoming souls,Shall not permit ourselves
To be name-fame-beggars.While enjoying a short respite,
We shall sing Your Victory-SongsAnd fly Your Victory-Banner
Upon the Himaloy-pinnacle.A day shall dawn
When we, the ever-blossoming souls,Only by virtue of
Your Compassion-Blessings,Shall proclaim our world-conquest
To the four corners of the globe.No iota of wealth You own;
Yet, all El Dorados at Your Feet.O Lord Supreme,
Indweller of our hearts,Your boundless Bounty
Permits You not to escapeOur stark mind-confines.
Refrain
God in human form
Descends from Heaven todayTo touch and feel
The breath of earth-dust.Comrades, His Victory
Let us proclaim, casting asideAll our world-responsibility-obligations.
If any bosom pines
To be our compatriot,Then presto!
Renounce your all,Your world-pleasure-plethora.
When all world-attachments leave you,
We shall welcome youTo join our group
With ever-widening open arms.The rich and the poor,
The wise and the ignorant —All those who inhabit the world —
In each and every human beingWe shall see the living Presence of God,
Like our Master-Guru.If ever we become pride-victims,
We know for certainThat Your infinite Compassion-Treasure
Will desert us.We, the ever-blossoming souls,
Must be extremely carefulIn preserving
Our newness-strength indomitable.Refrain
God in human form
Descends from Heaven todayTo touch and feel
The breath of earth-dust.Comrades, His Victory
Let us proclaim, casting asideAll our world-responsibility-obligations.
He whom the holy saints
And honesty-flooded soulsIn perfect amity worship,
And the single-minded devoteesInvoke to claim as their own.
He has taken human form
In the heart of Mother Bengal.In His happiness
Our hearts must rejoice.In His sadness
Our hearts must suffer.To each and every soul,
Smiling we shall offerOur hearts' newness-strength.
We, the ever-blossoming souls,Shall dive deep
Into the Heart of Infinity's Light.O Lord Absolute,
Today do inundate our earth-existenceWith Your Compassion-Flood.
May our devotion-adorationEver be found
At Your Feet Supreme.O Transcendental Height,
O Beauty Unfathomable,To You we bow.
May we be totally obliviousTo our earthly gains and losses
In committing ourselvesTo Your Service-Light.
Refrain
God in human form
Descends from Heaven todayTo touch and feel
The breath of earth-dust.Comrades, His Victory
Let us proclaim, casting asideAll our world-responsibility-obligations.
O Lord of the ever-transcending Beyond,
You are discovered Self-amorousIn Your birthless and deathless Light.
At Your FeetAll utterly lost human souls
Have found their Peace-Haven.Vishma, Dadichi, Arjuna, Drona,
Bhima, AbhimanyuWere all indomitable hero-souls
Who walked Mother-EarthWith their loftiest tower-majesty-heads.
You have inundated us
With Your Blessings infinite.By virtue of Your Blessings,
We, the ever-blossoming souls,Shall equal those immortal souls
And run abreast with them.O Lord, Your Consciousness
Pervades the skyAnd the Himaloy-pinnacle-heights.
In darkness-cavesAnd in ocean-expanse
It sings and dancesIn perfect oneness.
O Lord Absolute,
Pondicherry-Dweller,The saints, sages and yogis
Every morn and every eveProclaim Your Victory
From all four corners of the globe.Refrain
God in human form
Descends from Heaven todayTo touch and feel
The breath of earth-dust.Comrades, His Victory
Let us proclaim, casting asideAll our world-responsibility-obligations.
If ever others speak ill of us,
We shall never hurt their heartsIn return.
Knowing perfectly well
That the Absolute Lord Supreme abides,In His living Presence, in all,
How can we ever tortureAny human life?
The way the Life-Force
Of our breathResides in us,
Exactly the same wayThe Life-Force abides in all,
And accepts and enduresEach and every human being.
You are the Source
Of Brahma the Creator.Before You we place
Our supplication, devotionAnd adoration-surrender.
No iota of fear have we
While offering YouOur wee, puny and paltry gifts,
For we knowYou are the Compassion-Lord
Of our motherless, fatherless, helpless life.You are the Vision-Light
Of the whole universe.You are our Eternity's only Friend.
Refrain
God in human form
Descends from Heaven todayTo touch and feel
The breath of earth-dust.Comrades, His Victory
Let us proclaim, casting asideAll our world-responsibility-obligations.
Like the most insignificant service
Rendered by the morning dewTo the ocean-surface,
We know our service to YouIs equally and unmistakably
Most insignificant.Notwithstanding, lovingly
You accept our service-flamesTo bless us
With Your bountiful Pride.In fire and water,
In dust and atoms,Seeing You, Your Meditation-Trance,
Many poets have depictedYour immortal Beauty.
They are our pioneers.
We are walking along the same roadTo reach Your hallowed Feet.
This beautiful morningWe are weaving the garland
Of our heart's message,Prayerful and soulful:
"Victory, victory, victory
To Sri Aurobindo,The Guru Supreme of the Universe!"
Sleeplessly and breathlesslyRepeating this incantation,
We shall becomeEternity's sweetness-purity-breath.
O Lord Supreme,
You have donnedAn earthly cloak.
We place at Your FeetOur surrender unconditional
For Your unhorizoned ManifestationHere on earth.
Refrain
God in human form
Descends from Heaven todayTo touch and feel
The breath of earth-dust.Comrades, His Victory
Let us proclaim, casting asideAll our world-responsibility-obligations.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,India, my India. Mother India's summit-prides, Agni Press, 1997
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