Thus will the masked Transcendent mount his throne.

When darkness deepens strangling the earth?s breast

And man?s corporeal mind is the only lamp,

As a thief?s in the night shall be the covert tread

Of one who steps unseen into his house.

A Voice ill-heard shall speak, the soul obey,

A Power into mind?s inner chamber steal,

A charm and sweetness open life?s closed doors

And beauty conquer the resisting world,

The Truth-Light capture Nature by surprise,

A stealth of God compel the heart to bliss

And earth grow unexpectedly divine.

In Matter shall be lit the spirit?s glow,

In body and body kindled the sacred birth;

Night shall awake to the anthem of the stars,

The days become a happy pilgrim march,

Our will a force of the Eternal?s power,

And thought the rays of a spiritual sun.

A few shall see what none yet understands;

God shall grow up while the wise men talk and sleep;

For man shall not know the coming till its hour

And belief shall be not till the work is done.

uit Sri Aurobindo's "Savitri - A Legend and A Symbol" p. 55