(S 1) | ||
350 | Then came a fierier breath of waking Life, | EoS |
And there arose from the dim gulf of things | ||
The strange creations of a thinking sense, | ||
Existences half-real and half-dream. | ||
(S 2) | ||
A life was there that hoped not to survive: | EoS | |
355 | Beings were born who perished without trace, | |
Events that were a formless drama’s limbs | ||
And actions driven by a blind creature will. | ||
(S 3) | ||
A seeking Power found out its road to form, | ||
Patterns were built of love and joy and pain | ||
360 | And symbol figures for the moods of Life. | |
(S 4) | ||
An insect hedonism fluttered and crawled | ||
And basked in a sunlit Nature’s surface thrills, | ||
And dragon raptures, python agonies | ||
Crawled in the marsh and mire and licked the sun. | ||
(S 5) | ||
365 | Huge armoured strengths shook a frail quaking ground, | |
Great puissant creatures with a dwarfish brain, | ||
And pigmy tribes imposed their small life-drift. | ||
(S 6) | ||
In a dwarf model of humanity | ||
Nature now launched the extreme experience | ||
370 | And master-point of her design’s caprice, | |
Luminous result of her half-conscious climb | ||
On rungs twixt her sublimities and grotesques | ||
To massive from infinitesimal shapes, | ||
To a subtle balancing of body and soul, | ||
375 | To an order of intelligent littleness. | |
(S 7) | ||
Around him in the moment-beats of Time | ||
The kingdom of the animal self arose, | ||
Where deed is all and mind is still half-born | ||
And the heart obeys a dumb unseen control. | ||
(S 8) | ||
380 | The Force that works by the light of Ignorance, | |
Her animal experiment began, | ||
Crowding with conscious creatures her world-scheme; | ||
But to the outward only were they alive, | ||
Only they replied to touches and surfaces | ||
385 | And to the prick of need that drove their lives. | |
(S 9) | ||
A body that knew not its own soul within, | ||
There lived and longed, had wrath and joy and grief; | ||
A mind was there that met the objective world | ||
As if a stranger or enemy at its door: | ||
390 | Its thoughts were kneaded by the shocks of sense; | |
It captured not the spirit in the form, | ||
It entered not the heart of what it saw; | ||
It looked not for the power behind the act, | ||
It studied not the hidden motive in things | ||
395 | Nor strove to find the meaning of it all. | |
(S 10) | ||
Beings were there who wore a human form; | ||
Absorbed they lived in the passion of the scene, | ||
But knew not who they were or why they lived: | ||
Content to breathe, to feel, to sense, to act, | ||
400 | Life had for them no aim save Nature’s joy | |
And the stimulus and delight of outer things; | ||
Identified with the spirit’s outward shell, | ||
They worked for the body’s wants, they craved no more. | ||
(S 11) | ||
The veiled spectator watching from their depths | EoS | |
405 | Fixed not his inward eye upon himself | |
Nor turned to find the author of the plot, | ||
He saw the drama only and the stage. | ||
(S 12) | ||
There was no brooding stress of deeper sense, | ||
The burden of reflection was not borne: | ||
410 | Mind looked on Nature with unknowing eyes, | |
Adored her boons and feared her monstrous strokes. | ||
(S 13) | ||
It pondered not on the magic of her laws, | ||
It thirsted not for the secret wells of Truth, | ||
But made a register of crowding facts | ||
415 | And strung sensations on a vivid thread: | |
It hunted and it fled and sniffed the winds, | ||
Or slothed inert in sunshine and soft air: | ||
It sought the engrossing contacts of the world, | ||
But only to feed the surface sense with bliss. | ||
(S 14) | ||
420 | These felt life’s quiver in the outward touch, | EoS |
They could not feel behind the touch the soul. | ||
(S 15) | ||
To guard their form of self from Nature’s harm, | ||
To enjoy and to survive was all their care. | ||
(S 16) | ||
The narrow horizon of their days was filled | EoS | |
425 | With things and creatures that could help and hurt: | |
The world’s values hung upon their little self. | ||
(S 17) | ||
Isolated, cramped in the vast unknown, | ||
To save their small lives from surrounding Death | ||
They made a tiny circle of defence | ||
430 | Against the siege of the huge universe: | |
They preyed upon the world and were its prey, | ||
But never dreamed to conquer and be free. | ||
(S 18) | ||
Obeying the World-Power’s hints and firm taboos | ||
A scanty part they drew from her rich store; | ||
435 | There was no conscious code and no life-plan: | |
The patterns of thinking of a little group | ||
Fixed a traditional behaviour’s law. | ||
(S 19) | ||
Ignorant of soul save as a wraith within, | ||
Tied to a mechanism of unchanging lives | ||
440 | And to a dull usual sense and feeling’s beat, | |
They turned in grooves of animal desire. | ||
(S 20) | ||
In walls of stone fenced round they worked and warred, | ||
Did by a banded selfishness a small good | ||
Or wrought a dreadful wrong and cruel pain | ||
445 | On sentient lives and thought they did no ill. | |
(S 21) | ||
Ardent from the sack of happy peaceful homes | ||
And gorged with slaughter, plunder, rape and fire, | ||
They made of human selves their helpless prey, | ||
A drove of captives led to lifelong woe, | ||
450 | Or torture a spectacle made and holiday, | |
Mocking or thrilled by their torn victims’ pangs; | ||
Admiring themselves as titans and as gods | ||
Proudly they sang their high and glorious deeds | ||
And praised their victory and their splendid force. | ||
(S 22) | ||
455 | An animal in the instinctive herd | EoS |
Pushed by life impulses, forced by common needs, | ||
Each in his own kind saw his ego’s glass; | ||
All served the aim and action of the pack. | ||
(S 23) | ||
Those like himself, by blood or custom kin, | ||
460 | To him were parts of his life, his adjunct selves, | |
His personal nebula’s constituent stars, | ||
Satellite companions of his solar I. | ||
(S 24) | ||
A master of his life’s environment, | EoS | |
A leader of a huddled human mass | ||
465 | Herding for safety on a dangerous earth, | |
He gathered them round him as if minor Powers | ||
To make a common front against the world, | ||
Or, weak and sole on an indifferent earth, | ||
As a fortress for his undefended heart, | ||
470 | Or else to heal his body’s loneliness. | |
(S 25) | ||
In others than his kind he sensed a foe, | ||
An alien unlike force to shun and fear, | ||
A stranger and adversary to hate and slay. | ||
(S 26) | ||
Or he lived as lives the solitary brute; | ||
475 | At war with all he bore his single fate. | |
(S 27) | ||
Absorbed in the present act, the fleeting days, | ||
None thought to look beyond the hour’s gains, | ||
Or dreamed to make this earth a fairer world, | ||
Or felt some touch divine surprise his heart. | ||
(S 28) | ||
480 | The gladness that the fugitive moment gave, | |
The desire grasped, the bliss, the experience won, | ||
Movement and speed and strength were joy enough | ||
And bodily longings shared and quarrel and play, | ||
And tears and laughter and the need called love. | ||
(S 29) | ||
485 | In war and clasp these life-wants joined the All-Life, | |
Wrestlings of a divided unity | ||
Inflicting mutual grief and happiness | ||
In ignorance of the Self for ever one. | ||
(S 30) | ||
Arming its creatures with delight and hope | ||
490 | A half-awakened Nescience struggled there | |
To know by sight and touch the outside of things. | ||
(S 31) | ||
Instinct was formed; in memory’s crowded sleep | EoS | |
The past lived on as in a bottomless sea: | ||
Inverting into half-thought the quickened sense | ||
495 | She felt around for truth with fumbling hands, | |
Clutched to her the little she could reach and seize | ||
And put aside in her subconscient cave. | ||
(S 32) | ||
So must the dim being grow in light and force | EoS | |
And rise to his higher destiny at last, | ||
500 | Look up to God and round at the universe, | |
And learn by failure and progress by fall | ||
And battle with environment and doom, | ||
By suffering discover his deep soul | ||
And by possession grow to his own vasts. | ||
(S 33) | ||
505 | Half-way she stopped and found her path no more. | |
(S 34) | ||
Still nothing was achieved but to begin, | ||
Yet finished seemed the circle of her force. | ||
(S 35) | ||
Only she had beaten out sparks of ignorance; | ||
Only the life could think and not the mind, | ||
510 | Only the sense could feel and not the soul. | |
(S 36) | ||
Only was lit some heat of the flame of Life, | ||
Some joy to be, some rapturous leaps of sense. | ||
(S 37) | ||
All was an impetus of half-conscious Force, | ||
A spirit sprawling drowned in dense life-foam, | ||
515 | A vague self grasping at the shape of things. | |
(S 38) | ||
Behind all moved seeking for vessels to hold | EoS | |
A first raw vintage of grapes of God, | ||
On earth’s mud a spilth of the supernal Bliss, | ||
Intoxicating the stupefied soul and mind | ||
520 | A heady wine of rapture dark and crude, | |
Dim, uncast yet into spiritual form, | ||
Obscure inhabitant of the world’s blind core, | ||
An unborn godhead’s will, a mute Desire. |
Book 2, Canto 4 – The Kingdoms of the Little Life, Section 5Savitri Bhavan2023-07-24T04:53:26+00:00