(S 1) | ||
In this high signal moment of the gods | ||
140 | Answering earth’s yearning and her cry for bliss, | |
A greatness from our other countries came. | ||
(S 2) | ||
A silence in the noise of earthly things | ||
Immutably revealed the secret Word, | ||
A mightier influx filled the oblivious clay: | ||
145 | A lamp was lit, a sacred image made. | |
(S 3) | ||
A mediating ray had touched the earth | ||
Bridging the gulf between man’s mind and God’s; | ||
Its brightness linked our transience to the Unknown. | ||
(S 4) | ||
A spirit of its celestial source aware | ||
150 | Translating heaven into a human shape | |
Descended into earth’s imperfect mould | ||
And wept not fallen to mortality, | ||
But looked on all with large and tranquil eyes. | ||
(S 5) | ||
One had returned from the transcendent planes | ||
155 | And bore anew the load of mortal breath, | |
Who had striven of old with our darkness and our pain; | ||
She took again her divine unfinished task: | ||
Survivor of death and the aeonic years, | ||
Once more with her fathomless heart she fronted Time. | ||
(S 6) | ||
160 | Again there was renewed, again revealed | |
The ancient closeness by earth-vision veiled, | ||
The secret contact broken off in Time, | ||
A consanguinity of earth and heaven, | ||
Between the human portion toiling here | ||
165 | And an as yet unborn and limitless Force. | |
(S 7) | ||
Again the mystic deep attempt began, | ||
The daring wager of the cosmic game. | ||
(S 8) | ||
For since upon this blind and whirling globe | ||
Earth-plasm first quivered with the illumining mind | ||
170 | And life invaded the material sheath | |
Afflicting Inconscience with the need to feel, | ||
Since in Infinity’s silence woke a word, | ||
A Mother-wisdom works in Nature’s breast | ||
To pour delight on the heart of toil and want | ||
175 | And press perfection on life’s stumbling powers, | |
Impose heaven-sentience on the obscure abyss | ||
And make dumb Matter conscious of its God. | ||
(S 9) | ||
Although our fallen minds forget to climb, | ||
Although our human stuff resists or breaks, | ||
180 | She keeps her will that hopes to divinise clay; | |
Failure cannot repress, defeat o’erthrow; | ||
Time cannot weary her nor the Void subdue, | ||
The ages have not made her passion less; | ||
No victory she admits of Death or Fate. | ||
(S 10) | ||
185 | Always she drives the soul to new attempt; | |
Always her magical infinitude | ||
Forces to aspire the inert brute elements; | ||
As one who has all infinity to waste, | ||
She scatters the seed of the Eternal’s strength | ||
190 | On a half-animate and crumbling mould, | |
Plants heaven’s delight in the heart’s passionate mire, | ||
Pours godhead’s seekings into a bare beast frame, | ||
Hides immortality in a mask of death. | ||
(S 11) | ||
Once more that Will put on an earthly shape. | ||
(S 12) | ||
195 | A Mind empowered from Truth’s immutable seat | |
Was framed for vision and interpreting act | ||
And instruments were sovereignly designed | ||
To express divinity in terrestrial signs. | ||
(S 13) | ||
Outlined by the pressure of this new descent | ||
200 | A lovelier body formed than earth had known. | |
(S 14) | ||
As yet a prophecy only and a hint, | ||
The glowing arc of a charmed unseen whole, | ||
It came into the sky of mortal life | ||
Bright like the crescent horn of a gold moon | ||
205 | Returning in a faint illumined eve. | |
(S 15) | ||
At first glimmering like an unshaped idea | ||
Passive she lay sheltered in wordless sleep, | ||
Involved and drowned in Matter’s giant trance, | ||
An infant heart of the deep-caved world-plan | ||
210 | In cradle of divine inconscience rocked | |
By the universal ecstasy of the suns. | ||
(S 16) | ||
Some missioned Power in the half-wakened frame | ||
Nursed a transcendent birth’s dumb glorious seed | ||
For which this vivid tenement was made. | ||
(S 17) | ||
215 | But soon the link of soul with form grew sure; | |
Flooded was the dim cave with slow conscient light, | ||
The seed grew into a delicate marvellous bud, | ||
The bud disclosed a great and heavenly bloom. | ||
(S 18) | ||
At once she seemed to found a mightier race. | ||
(S 19) | ||
220 | Arrived upon the strange and dubious globe | |
The child remembering inly a far home | ||
Lived guarded in her spirit’s luminous cell, | ||
Alone mid men in her diviner kind. | ||
(S 20) | ||
Even in her childish movements could be felt | ||
225 | The nearness of a light still kept from earth, | |
Feelings that only eternity could share, | ||
Thoughts natural and native to the gods. | ||
(S 21) | ||
As needing nothing but its own rapt flight | ||
Her nature dwelt in a strong separate air | ||
230 | Like a strange bird with large rich-coloured breast | |
That sojourns on a secret fruited bough, | ||
Lost in the emerald glory of the woods | ||
Or flies above divine unreachable tops. | ||
(S 22) | ||
Harmoniously she impressed the earth with heaven. | ||
(S 23) | ||
235 | Aligned to a swift rhythm of sheer delight | |
And singing to themselves her days went by; | ||
Each minute was a throb of beauty’s heart; | ||
The hours were tuned to a sweet-toned content | ||
Which asked for nothing, but took all life gave | ||
240 | Sovereignly as her nature’s inborn right. | |
(S 24) | ||
Near was her spirit to its parent Sun, | ||
The Breath within to the eternal joy. | ||
(S 25) | ||
The first fair life that breaks from Nature’s swoon, | ||
Mounts in a line of rapture to the skies; | ||
245 | Absorbed in its own happy urge it lives, | |
Sufficient to itself, yet turned to all: | ||
It has no seen communion with its world, | ||
No open converse with surrounding things. | ||
(S 26) | ||
There is a oneness native and occult | ||
250 | That needs no instruments and erects no form; | |
In unison it grows with all that is. | ||
(S 27) | ||
All contacts it assumes into its trance, | ||
Laugh-tossed consents to the wind’s kiss and takes | ||
Transmutingly the shocks of sun and breeze: | ||
255 | A blissful yearning riots in its leaves, | |
A magic passion trembles in its blooms, | ||
Its boughs aspire in hushed felicity. | ||
(S 28) | ||
An occult godhead of this beauty is cause, | ||
The spirit and intimate guest of all this charm, | ||
260 | This sweetness’s priestess and this reverie’s muse. | |
(S 29) | ||
Invisibly protected from our sense | ||
The Dryad lives drenched in a deeper ray | ||
And feels another air of storms and calms | ||
And quivers inwardly with mystic rain. | ||
(S 30) | ||
265 | This at a heavenlier height was shown in her. | |
(S 31) | ||
Even when she bent to meet earth’s intimacies | ||
Her spirit kept the stature of the gods; | ||
It stooped but was not lost in Matter’s reign. | ||
(S 32) | ||
A world translated was her gleaming mind, | ||
270 | And marvel-mooned bright crowding fantasies | |
Fed with spiritual sustenance of dreams | ||
The ideal goddess in her house of gold. | ||
(S 33) | ||
Aware of forms to which our eyes are closed, | ||
Conscious of nearnesses we cannot feel, | ||
275 | The Power within her shaped her moulding sense | |
In deeper figures than our surface types. | ||
(S 34) | ||
An invisible sunlight ran within her veins | ||
And flooded her brain with heavenly brilliances | ||
That woke a wider sight than earth could know. | ||
(S 35) | ||
280 | Outlined in the sincerity of that ray | |
Her springing childlike thoughts were richly turned | ||
Into luminous patterns of her soul’s deep truth, | ||
And from her eyes she cast another look | ||
On all around her than man’s ignorant view. | ||
(S 36) | ||
285 | All objects were to her shapes of living selves | |
And she perceived a message from her kin | ||
In each awakening touch of outward things. | ||
(S 37) | ||
Each was a symbol power, a vivid flash | ||
In the circuit of infinities half-known; | ||
290 | Nothing was alien or inanimate, | |
Nothing without its meaning or its call. | ||
(S 38) | ||
For with a greater Nature she was one. | ||
(S 39) | ||
As from the soil sprang glory of branch and flower, | ||
As from the animal’s life rose thinking man, | ||
295 | A new epiphany appeared in her. | |
(S 40) | ||
A mind of light, a life of rhythmic force, | ||
A body instinct with hidden divinity | ||
Prepared an image of the coming god; | ||
And when the slow rhyme of the expanding years | ||
300 | And the rich murmurous swarm-work of the days | |
Had honey-packed her sense and filled her limbs, | ||
Accomplishing the moon-orb of her grace, | ||
Self-guarded in the silence of her strength | ||
Her solitary greatness was not less. | ||
(S 41) | ||
305 | Nearer the godhead to the surface pressed, | |
A sun replacing childhood’s nebula | ||
Sovereign in a blue and lonely sky. | ||
(S 42) | ||
Upward it rose to grasp the human scene: | ||
The strong Inhabitant turned to watch her field. | ||
(S 43) | ||
310 | A lovelier light assumed her spirit brow | |
And sweet and solemn grew her musing gaze; | ||
Celestial-human deep warm slumbrous fires | ||
Woke in the long fringed glory of her eyes | ||
Like altar-burnings in a mysteried shrine. | ||
(S 44) | ||
315 | Out of those crystal windows gleamed a will | |
That brought a large significance to life. | ||
(S 45) | ||
Holding her forehead’s candid stainless space | ||
Behind the student arch a noble power | ||
Of wisdom looked from light on transient things. | ||
(S 46) | ||
320 | A scout of victory in a vigil tower, | |
Her aspiration called high destiny down; | ||
A silent warrior paced in her city of strength | ||
Inviolate, guarding Truth’s diamond throne. | ||
(S 47) | ||
A nectarous haloed moon her passionate heart | ||
325 | Loved all and spoke no word and made no sign, | |
But kept her bosom’s rapturous secrecy | ||
A blissful ardent moved and voiceless world. | ||
(S 48) | ||
Proud, swift and joyful ran the wave of life | ||
Within her like a stream in Paradise. | ||
(S 49) | ||
330 | Many high gods dwelt in one beautiful home; | |
Yet was her nature’s orb a perfect whole, | ||
Harmonious like a chant with many tones, | ||
Immense and various like a universe. | ||
(S 50) | ||
The body that held this greatness seemed almost | ||
335 | An image made of heaven’s transparent light. | |
(S 51) | ||
Its charm recalled things seen in vision’s hours, | ||
A golden bridge spanning a faery flood, | ||
A moon-touched palm-tree single by a lake | ||
Companion of the wide and glimmering peace, | ||
340 | A murmur as of leaves in Paradise | |
Moving when feet of the Immortals pass, | ||
A fiery halo over sleeping hills, | ||
A strange and starry head alone in Night. |
Book 4, Canto 1 – The Birth and Childhood of the Flame, Section 2Savitri Bhavan2018-09-12T04:43:50+00:00