Liberation
I have thrown from me the whirling dance of mind And stand now in the spirit's silence free, Timeless and deathless beyond creature-kind, The center of my own eternity.
I have escaped and the small self is dead; I am immortal, alone, ineffable; I have gone out from the universe I made, And have grown nameless and immeasurable.
My mind is hushed in a wide and endless light, My heart a solitude of delight and peace, My sense unsnared by touch and sound and sight, My body a point in white infinities.
I am the one Being's sole immobile Bliss: No one I am, I who am all that is.
—Aurobindo
