Architects of Immortality


…I saw them…cross the twilight of an age,


The sun-eyed children of a marvelous dawn,

Great creators with wide brows of calm,

The massive barrier-breakers of the world,

Laborers in the quarries of the gods…

The architects of immortality.

Into the fallen human sphere they came

Faces that wore the Immortal’s glory still…

Bodies made beautiful by the spirit’s light…

Carrying the Dionysian cup of joy,

Lips chanting an unknown anthem of the soul,

Feet echoing in the corridors of Time.

High priests of wisdom, sweetness, might, and bliss;

Discoverers of beauty’s sunlit ways…

Their tread one day shall change the suffering earth

And justify the light on Nature’s face.


~ Sri Aurobindo (1872-1950)
Savitri pp. 343-3


 


“Our children will not survive our habits of thinking, our failures of the spirit, our wreck of the universe into which we bring new life as blithely as we do. Mostly, our children will resemble our own misery and spite and anger, because we give them no choice about it. In the name of motherhood and fatherhood and education and good manners, we threaten and suffocate and bind and ensnare and bribe and trick children into wholesale emulation of our ways … To rescue our children we will have to let them save us from the power we embody: we will have to trust the very difference that they forever personify. And we will have to allow them the choice, without fear of death: that they may come and do likewise or that they may come and that we will follow them, that a little child will lead us back to the child we will always be, vulnerable and wanting and hurting for love and for beauty.”~ June Jordan