There unity is too close for search and clasp
And love is a yearning of the One for the One,
And beauty is a sweet difference of the Same
And oneness is the soul of multitude.
There all the truths unite in a single Truth,
And all ideas rejoin Reality.
There knowing herself by her own termless self,
Wisdom supernal, wordless, absolute
Sat uncompanioned in the eternal Calm,
All-seeing, motionless, sovereign and alone.
Here are a few lines of overmind poetry capturing the experience of synthesis as Ashwapati passes into the higher planes of consciousness (especially the intuitive and overmind planes of consciousness). He says: On these planes, unity is so close that there is no need for Ashwapati to go out to hunt for it or even grasp it. In the lower planes of the contemporary world, we are all struggling for human unity, and it is so rare that if we are fortunate enough to find it, it's worth embracing and holding very close to our hearts, never to lose it again. This is due to the greater density of matter here. In duality, we experience love as reaching out to a separate object, while beauty is something external to our own selves. How are love and beauty there? Love is the crying or longing of the one single being for his own oneness, while beauty is the sweet, delightful differentiation of that same single being. Individual souls are all infinite possible expressions of that one. Here, there are conflicts and fights between seemingly different truths. There, they are all recognised as partial expressions of a single absolute truth. There, many independent ideas harmoniously respond to the same reality. The next four lines describe Ashwapati seeing the Divine Mother in her form of "Wisdom of Synthesis." Her wisdom is heavenly, silent, and absolutely perfect beyond words. As the supreme giver of wisdom, she is all alone in her eternal calm, all-seeing, motionless, liberated, and knows herself by her own unconditioned, boundless self.
Figure: The Divine Mother Sat uncompanioned in the eternal Calm. Source: Mother of the World by Nicholas Roerich, 1937 in Public Domain.
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