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Ramana Maharishi
He enacted a scene of death when young
Its trauma purged him free of its panic.
His self stood bare after having right flung
Away its frock cured of its crying pique.
Then he became a cosmonaut unique,
Going into inner spaces of light,
Infinitudes wordlessly pacific,
Deepening the live slumber of insight.
Then he turned a rock of sentient silence
Smiling to still all the world's flux of pain.
He sat and gazed in sweet sessions of trance.
Soon then he could easily the answer gain.
Our seance should begin with who am I?
It's that self is the highest of the high.
-By G. Viswanathan
('From An Ampler Ether')
(Appeared in 'Mother India' Sri Aurobindo Ashram, November 1979)
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