| (S 1) | ||
| A SIN the vigilance of the sleepless night | ||
| Through the slow heavy-footed silent hours, | ||
| Repressing in her bosom its load of grief, | ||
| She sat staring at the dumb tread of Time | ||
| 5 | And the approach of ever-nearing Fate, | |
| A summons from her being’s summit came, | ||
| A sound, a call that broke the seals of Night. | ||
| (S 2) | ||
| Above her brows where will and knowledge meet | EoS | |
| A mighty Voice invaded mortal space. | ||
| (S 3) | ||
| 10 | It seemed to come from inaccessible heights | |
| And yet was intimate with all the world | ||
| And knew the meaning of the steps of Time | ||
| And saw eternal destiny’s changeless scene | ||
| Filling the far prospect of the cosmic gaze. | ||
| (S 4) | ||
| 15 | As the Voice touched, her body became a stark | |
| And rigid golden statue of motionless trance, | ||
| A stone of God lit by an amethyst soul. | ||
| (S 5) | ||
| Around her body’s stillness all grew still: | ||
| Her heart listened to its slow measured beats, | ||
| 20 | Her mind renouncing thought heard and was mute: | |
| “Why camest thou to this dumb deathbound earth, | EoS | |
| This ignorant life beneath indifferent skies | ||
| Tied like a sacrifice on the altar of Time, | ||
| O spirit, O immortal energy, | ||
| 25 | If ’twas to nurse grief in a helpless heart | |
| Or with hard tearless eyes await thy doom? | ||
| (S 6) | ||
| Arise, O soul, and vanquish Time and Death.” | ||
| (S 7) | ||
| But Savitri’s heart replied in the dim night: | ||
| “My strength is taken from me and given to Death. | ||
| (S 8) | ||
| 30 | Why should I lift my hands to the shut heavens | EoS |
| Or struggle with mute inevitable Fate | ||
| Or hope in vain to uplift an ignorant race | ||
| Who hug their lot and mock the saviour Light | ||
| And see in Mind wisdom’s sole tabernacle, | ||
| 35 | In its harsh peak and its inconscient base | |
| A rock of safety and an anchor of sleep? | ||
| (S 9) | ||
| Is there a God whom any cry can move? | ||
| (S 10) | ||
| He sits in peace and leaves the mortal’s strength | ||
| Impotent against his calm omnipotent Law | ||
| 40 | And Inconscience and the almighty hands of Death. | |
| (S 11) | ||
| What need have I, what need has Satyavan | EoS | |
| To avoid the black-meshed net, the dismal door, | ||
| Or call a mightier Light into life’s closed room, | ||
| A greater Law into man’s little world? | ||
| (S 12) | ||
| 45 | Why should I strive with earth’s unyielding laws | |
| Or stave off death’s inevitable hour? | ||
| (S 13) | ||
| This surely is best to pactise with my fate | ||
| And follow close behind my lover’s steps | ||
| And pass through night from twilight to the sun | ||
| 50 | Across the tenebrous river that divides | |
| The adjoining parishes of earth and heaven. | ||
| (S 14) | ||
| Then could we lie inarmed breast upon breast, | ||
| Untroubled by thought, untroubled by our hearts, | ||
| Forgetting man and life and time and its hours, | ||
| 55 | Forgetting eternity’s call, forgetting God.” | |
| (S 15) | ||
| The Voice replied: “Is this enough, O spirit? | EoS | |
| (S 16) | ||
| And what shall thy soul say when it wakes and knows | ||
| The work was left undone for which it came? | ||
| (S 17) | ||
| Or is this all for thy being born on earth | ||
| 60 | Charged with a mandate from eternity, | |
| A listener to the voices of the years, | ||
| A follower of the footprints of the gods, | ||
| To pass and leave unchanged the old dusty laws? | ||
| (S 18) | ||
| Shall there be no new tables, no new Word, | ||
| 65 | No greater light come down upon the earth | |
| Delivering her from her unconsciousness, | ||
| Man’s spirit from unalterable Fate? | ||
| (S 19) | ||
| Cam’st thou not down to open the doors of Fate, | ||
| The iron doors that seemed for ever closed, | ||
| 70 | And lead man to Truth’s wide and golden road | |
| That runs through finite things to eternity? | ||
| (S 20) | ||
| Is this then the report that I must make, | ||
| My head bowed with shame before the Eternal’s seat, — | ||
| His power he kindled in thy body has failed, | ||
| 75 | His labourer returns, her task undone.” | |
| (S 21) | ||
| Then Savitri’s heart fell mute, it spoke no word. | ||
| (S 22) | ||
| But holding back her troubled rebel heart, | ||
| Abrupt, erect and strong, calm like a hill, | ||
| Surmounting the seas of mortal ignorance, | ||
| 80 | Its peak immutable above mind’s air, | |
| A Power within her answered the still Voice: | ||
| “I am thy portion here charged with thy work, | EoS | |
| As thou myself seated for ever above, | ||
| Speak to my depths, O great and deathless Voice, | ||
| 85 | Command, for I am here to do thy will.” | |
| (S 23) | ||
| The Voice replied: “Remember why thou cam’st: | EoS | |
| Find out thy soul, recover thy hid self, | ||
| In silence seek God’s meaning in thy depths, | ||
| Then mortal nature change to the divine. | ||
| (S 24) | ||
| 90 | Open God’s door, enter into his trance. | EoS |
| (S 25) | ||
| Cast Thought from thee, that nimble ape of Light: | ||
| In his tremendous hush stilling thy brain | ||
| His vast Truth wake within and know and see. | ||
| (S 26) | ||
| Cast from thee sense that veils thy spirit’s sight: | EoS | |
| 95 | In the enormous emptiness of thy mind | |
| Thou shalt see the Eternal’s body in the world, | ||
| Know him in every voice heard by thy soul, | ||
| In the world’s contacts meet his single touch; | ||
| All things shall fold thee into his embrace. | ||
| (S 27) | ||
| 100 | Conquer thy heart’s throbs, let thy heart beat in God: | |
| Thy nature shall be the engine of his works, | ||
| Thy voice shall house the mightiness of his Word: | ||
| Then shalt thou harbour my force and conquer Death. | ||
| (S 28) | ||
| ”Then Savitri by her doomed husband sat, | ||
| 105 | Still rigid in her golden motionless pose, | |
| A statue of the fire of the inner sun. | ||
| (S 29) | ||
| In the black night the wrath of storm swept by, | ||
| The thunder crashed above her, the rain hissed, | ||
| Its million footsteps pattered on the roof. | ||
| (S 30) | ||
| 110 | Impassive mid the movement and the cry, | EoS |
| Witness of the thoughts of mind, the moods of life, | ||
| She looked into herself and sought for her soul. |
Book 7, Canto 2 – The Parable of the Search for the Soul, Section 1Savitri Bhavan2021-07-25T10:39:10+00:00