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A Dream of Surreal Science | SAP 045

Today we take up the following poem of Sri Aurobindo:

A Dream of Surreal Science

One dreamed and saw a gland write Hamlet, drink
    At the Mermaid, capture immortality;
A committee of hormones on the Aegean’s brink
    Composed the Iliad and the Odyssey.

A thyroid, meditating almost nude
    Under the Bo-tree, saw the eternal Light
And, rising from its mighty solitude,
    Spoke of the Wheel and eightfold Path all right.

A brain by a disordered stomach driven
    Thundered through Europe, conquered, ruled and fell,
From St Helena went, perhaps, to Heaven.
    Thus wagged on the surreal world, until

A scientist played with atoms and blew out
The universe before God had time to shout.

[Collected Poems CWSA 2: 614]

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