In Absolute Silence Sleeps an Absolute Power

There is a zero sign of the Supreme;
Nature left nude and still uncovers God.

But in her grandiose nothingness all is there:
When her strong garbs are torn away from us,
The soul’s ignorance is slain but not the soul:
The zero covers an immortal face.

A high and blank negation is not all,
A huge extinction is not God’s last word,
Life’s ultimate sense, the close of being’s course,
The meaning of this great mysterious world.

In absolute silence sleeps an absolute Power.

Awaking, it can wake the trance-bound soul
And in the ray reveal the parent sun:
It can make the world a vessel of Spirit’s force,
It can fashion in the clay God’s perfect shape.

To free the self is but one radiant pace;
Here to fulfil himself was God’s desire.

[Savitri: Book Three Canto Two]