Volume 4
The Hymn of Samadhi
(*Rendered from Bengali* )
Lo! The sun is not, nor the comely moon, All light extinct; in the great void of space Floats shadow-like the image-universe.
In the void of mind involute, there floats The fleeting universe, rises and floats, Sinks again, ceaseless, in the current "I".
Slowly, slowly, the shadow-multitude Entered the primal womb, and flowed ceaseless, The only current, the "I am", "I am".
Lo! 'Tis stopped, ev'n that current flows no more, Void merged into void — beyond speech and mind! Whose heart understands, he verily does.
