(S 1) | ||
This, once a star of bright remote idea | ||
Or imagination’s comet trail of dream, | ||
Took now a close shape of reality. | ||
(S 2) | ||
The gulf between dream-truth, earth-fact was crossed, | EoS | |
160 | The wonder-worlds of life were dreams no more; | |
His vision made all they unveiled its own: | ||
Their scenes, their happenings met his eyes and heart | ||
And smote them with pure loveliness and bliss. | ||
(S 3) | ||
A breathless summit region drew his gaze | EoS | |
165 | Whose boundaries jutted into a sky of Self | |
And dipped towards a strange ethereal base. | ||
(S 4) | ||
The quintessence glowed of Life’s supreme delight. | ||
(S 5) | ||
On a spiritual and mysterious peak | ||
Only a miracle’s high transfiguring line | ||
170 | Divided life from the formless Infinite | |
And sheltered Time against eternity. | ||
(S 6) | ||
Out of that formless stuff Time mints his shapes; | ||
The Eternal’s quiet holds the cosmic act: | ||
The protean images of the World-Force | ||
175 | Have drawn the strength to be, the will to last | |
From a deep ocean of dynamic peace. | ||
(S 7) | ||
Inverting the spirit’s apex towards life, | EoS | |
She spends the plastic liberties of the One | ||
To cast in acts the dreams of her caprice, | ||
180 | His wisdom’s call steadies her careless feet, | |
He props her dance upon a rigid base, | ||
His timeless still immutability | ||
Must standardise her creation’s miracle. | ||
(S 8) | ||
Out of the Void’s unseeing energies | ||
185 | Inventing the scene of a concrete universe, | |
By his thought she has fixed its paces, in its blind acts | ||
She sees by flashes of his all-knowing Light. | ||
(S 9) | ||
At her will the inscrutable Supermind leans down | EoS | |
To guide her force that feels but cannot know, | ||
190 | Its breath of power controls her restless seas | |
And life obeys the governing Idea. | ||
(S 10) | ||
At her will, led by a luminous Immanence | EoS | |
The hazardous experimenting Mind | ||
Pushes its way through obscure possibles | ||
195 | Mid chance formations of an unknowing world. | |
(S 11) | ||
Our human ignorance moves towards the Truth | ||
That Nescience may become omniscient | ||
Transmuted instincts shape to divine thoughts, | ||
Thoughts house infallible immortal sight | ||
200 | And Nature climb towards God’s identity. | |
(S 12) | ||
The Master of the worlds self-made her slave | ||
Is the executor of her fantasies: | ||
She has canalised the seas of omnipotence; | ||
She has limited by her laws theIllimitable. | ||
(S 13) | ||
205 | The Immortal bound himself to do her works; | |
He labours at the tasks her Ignorance sets, | ||
Hidden in the cape of our mortality. | ||
(S 14) | ||
The worlds, the forms her goddess fancy makes | EoS | |
Have lost their origin on unseen heights: | ||
210 | Even severed, straying from their timeless source, | |
Even deformed, obscure, accursed and fallen, — | ||
Since even fall has its perverted joy | ||
And nothing she leaves out that serves delight, — | ||
These too can to the peaks revert or here | ||
215 | Cut out the sentence of the spirit’s fall, | |
Recover their forfeited divinity. | ||
(S 15) | ||
At once caught in an eternal vision’s sweep | ||
He saw her pride and splendour of highborn zones | ||
And her regions crouching in the nether deeps. | ||
(S 16) | ||
220 | Above was a monarchy of unfallen self, | |
Beneath was the gloomy trance of the abyss, | ||
An opposite pole or dim antipodes. | ||
(S 17) | ||
There were vasts of the glory of life’s absolutes: | ||
All laughed in a safe immortality | ||
225 | And an eternal childhood of the soul | |
Before darkness came and pain and grief were born | ||
Where all could dare to be themselves and one | ||
And Wisdom played in sinless innocence | ||
With naked Freedom in Truth’s happy sun. | ||
(S 18) | ||
230 | There were worlds of her laughter and dreadful irony, | EoS |
There were fields of her taste of toil and strife and tears; | ||
Her head lay on the breast of amorous Death, | ||
Sleep imitated awhile extinction’s peace. | ||
(S 19) | ||
The light of God she has parted from his dark | ||
235 | To test the savour of bare opposites. | |
(S 20) | ||
Here mingling in man’s heart their tones and hues | ||
Have woven his being’s mutable design, | ||
His life a forward-rippling stream in Time, | ||
His nature’s constant fixed mobility, | ||
240 | His soul a moving picture’s changeful film, | |
His cosmos-chaos of personality. | ||
(S 21) | ||
The grand creatrix with her cryptic touch | ||
Has turned to pathos and power being’s self-dream, | ||
Made a passion-play of its fathomless mystery. |
Book 2, Canto 3 – The Glory and the Fall of Life, Section 3Savitri Bhavan2023-04-04T05:24:35+00:00