The Self's Infinity
I have become what before Time I was.
A secret touch has quieted thought and sense:
All things by the agent Mind created pass
Into a void and mute magnificence.
My life is a silence grasped by timeless hands;
The world is drowned in an immortal gaze.
Naked my spirit from its vestures stands;
I am alone with my own self for space.
My heart is a centre of infinity,
My body a dot in the soul's vast expanse.
All being's huge abyss wakes under me,
Once screened in a gigantic Ignorance.
A momentless immensity pure and bare,
I stretch to an eternal everywhere.
18-19.9.1939
自我的无限
我已成为时间开始之前的我。
一个神秘的碰触，已让思想和感觉平静：
一切由思想创造的事物都进入虚空和无声的壮丽。
我的生命是永恒之手紧握的静默；
世界沉浸在不朽的凝视中。
我赤裸的精神从它的笼罩中站立；
我独自存在自我的空间里。
我的心是无限的中心，
我的身体是浩瀚灵魂之域中的一点。
一切存有的巨大深渊于我之下醒来，
曾经被无尽的蒙昧遮蔽。
一种静止无垠赤裸的纯粹，
我延伸入永恒，无处不在。
