I walked on the high-wayed Seat of Solomon Where Shankaracharya's tiny temple stands Facing Infinity from Time's edge, alone On the bare ridge ending earth's vain romance.
Around me was a formless solitude: All had become one strange Unnameable, An unborn sole Reality world-nude, Topless and fathomless, for ever still.
A Silence that was Being's only word, The unknown beginning and the voiceless end Abolishing all things moment-seen or heard, On an incommunicable summit reigned,
A lonely Calm and void unchanging Peace On the dumb crest of Nature's mysteries.
Sri Aurobindo's sonnet from manuscripts, circa 1934-1947
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Temple of Jyeshteswara - also associated with Shankaracharya. Photo taken 1868 by John Burke
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Shankaracharya with disciples - painting by Raja Ravi Varma
