(S 1) | ||
Ascending still her spirit’s upward route | ||
She came into a high and happy space, | ||
A wide tower of vision whence all could be seen | ||
410 | And all was centred in a single view | |
As when by distance separate scenes grow one | ||
And a harmony is made of hues at war. | ||
(S 2) | ||
The wind was still and fragrance packed the air. | ||
(S 3) | ||
There was a carol of birds and murmur of bees, | ||
415 | And all that is common and natural and sweet, | |
Yet intimately divine to heart and soul. | ||
(S 4) | ||
A nearness thrilled of the spirit to its source | ||
And deepest things seemed obvious, close and true. | ||
(S 5) | ||
Here, living centre of that vision of peace, | EoS | |
420 | A Woman sat in clear and crystal light: | |
Heaven had unveiled its lustre in her eyes, | ||
Her feet were moonbeams, her face was a bright sun, | ||
Her smile could persuade a dead lacerated heart | ||
To live again and feel the hands of calm. | ||
(S 6) | ||
425 | A low music heard became her floating voice: | EoS |
“O Savitri, I am thy secret soul. | ||
(S 7) | ||
I have come down to the wounded desolate earth | ||
To heal her pangs and lull her heart to rest | ||
And lay her head upon the Mother’s lap | ||
430 | That she may dream of God and know his peace | |
And draw the harmony of higher spheres | ||
Into the rhythm of earth’s rude troubled days. | ||
(S 8) | ||
I show to her the figures of bright gods | ||
And bring strength and solace to her struggling life; | ||
435 | High things that now are only words and forms | |
I reveal to her in the body of their power. | ||
(S 9) | ||
I am peace that steals into man’s war-worn breast, | ||
Amid the reign of Hell his acts create | ||
A hostel where Heaven’s messengers can lodge; | ||
440 | I am charity with the kindly hands that bless, | |
I am silence mid the noisy tramp of life; | ||
I am Knowledge poring on her cosmic map. | ||
(S 10) | ||
In the anomalies of the human heart | ||
Where Good and Evil are close bedfellows | ||
445 | And Light is by Darkness dogged at every step, | |
Where his largest knowledge is an ignorance, | ||
I am the Power that labours towards the best | ||
And works for God and looks up towards the heights. | ||
(S 11) | ||
I make even sin and error stepping-stones | EoS | |
450 | And all experience a long march towards Light. | |
(S 12) | ||
Out of the Inconscient I build consciousness, | ||
And lead through death to reach immortal Life. | ||
(S 13) | ||
Many are God’s forms by which he grows in man; | ||
They stamp his thoughts and deeds with divinity, | ||
455 | Uplift the stature of the human clay | |
Or slowly transmute it into heaven’s gold. | ||
(S 14) | ||
He is the Good for which men fight and die, | EoS | |
He is the war of Right with Titan wrong; | ||
He is Freedom rising deathless from her pyre; | ||
460 | He is Valour guarding still the desperate pass | |
Or lone and erect on the shattered barricade | ||
Or a sentinel in the dangerous echoing Night. | ||
(S 15) | ||
He is the crown of the martyr burned in flame | ||
And the glad resignation of the saint | ||
465 | And courage indifferent to the wounds of Time | |
And the hero’s might wrestling with death and fate. | ||
(S 16) | ||
He is Wisdom incarnate on a glorious throne | ||
And the calm autocracy of the sage’s rule. | ||
(S 17) | ||
He is the high and solitary Thought | ||
470 | Aloof above the ignorant multitude: | |
He is the prophet’s voice, the sight of the seer. | ||
(S 18) | ||
He is Beauty, nectar of the passionate soul, | ||
He is the Truth by which the spirit lives. | ||
(S 19) | ||
He is the riches of the spiritual Vast | ||
475 | Poured out in healing streams on indigent Life; | |
He is Eternity lured from hour to hour, | ||
He is infinity in a little space: | ||
He is immortality in the arms of death. | ||
(S 20) | ||
These powers I am and at my call they come. | ||
(S 21) | ||
480 | Thus slowly I lift man’s soul nearer the Light. | |
(S 22) | ||
But human mind clings to its ignorance | EoS | |
And to its littleness the human heart | ||
And to its right to grief the earthly life. | ||
(S 23) | ||
Only when Eternity takes Time by the hand, | ||
485 | Only when infinity weds the finite’s thought, | |
Can man be free from himself and live with God. | ||
(S 24) | ||
I bring meanwhile the gods upon the earth; | ||
I bring back hope to the despairing heart; | ||
I give peace to the humble and the great, | ||
490 | And shed my grace on the foolish and the wise. | |
(S 25) | ||
I shall save earth, if earth consents to be saved. | EoS | |
(S 26) | ||
Then Love shall at last unwounded tread earth’s soil; | ||
Man’s mind shall admit the sovereignty of Truth | ||
And body bear the immense descent of God.” | ||
(S 27) | ||
495 | She spoke and from the ignorant nether plane | |
A cry, a warped echo naked and shuddering came. | ||
(S 28) | ||
A voice of the sense-shackled human mind | ||
Carried its proud complaint of godlike power | ||
by the limits of a mortal’s thoughts,Hedged | ||
500 | Bound in the chains of earthly ignorance. | |
(S 29) | ||
Imprisoned in his body and his brain | EoS | |
The mortal cannot see God’s mighty whole, | ||
Or share in his vast and deep identity | ||
Who stands unguessed within our ignorant hearts | ||
505 | And knows all things because he is one with all. | |
(S 30) | ||
Man only sees the cosmic surfaces. | ||
(S 31) | ||
Then wondering what may lie hid from the sense | ||
A little way he delves to depths below: | ||
But soon he stops, he cannot reach life’s core | ||
510 | Or commune with the throbbing heart of things. | |
(S 32) | ||
He sees the naked body of the Truth | ||
Though often baffled by her endless garbs, | ||
But cannot look upon her soul within. | ||
(S 33) | ||
Then, furious for a knowledge absolute, | ||
515 | He tears all details out and stabs and digs: | |
Only the shape’s contents he holds for use; | ||
The spirit escapes or dies beneath his knife. | ||
(S 34) | ||
He sees as a blank stretch, a giant waste | ||
The crowding riches of infinity. | ||
(S 35) | ||
520 | The finite he has made his central field, | |
Its plan dissects, masters its processes, | ||
That which moves all is hidden from his gaze, | ||
His poring eyes miss the unseen behind. | ||
(S 36) | ||
He has the blind man’s subtle unerring touch | ||
525 | Or the slow traveller’s sight of distant scenes; | |
The soul’s revealing contacts are not his. | ||
(S 37) | ||
Yet is he visited by intuitive light | ||
And inspiration comes from the Unknown; | ||
But only reason and sense he feels as sure, | ||
530 | They only are his trusted witnesses. | |
(S 38) | ||
Thus is he baulked, his splendid effort vain; | EoS | |
His knowledge scans bright pebbles on the shore | ||
Of the huge ocean of his ignorance. | ||
(S 39) | ||
Yet grandiose were the accents of that cry, | ||
535 | A cosmic pathos trembled in its tone. | |
(S 40) | ||
“I am the mind of God’s great ignorant world | ||
Ascending to knowledge by the steps he made; | ||
I am the all-discovering Thought of man. | ||
(S 41) | ||
I am a god fettered by Matter and sense, | ||
540 | An animal prisoned in a fence of thorns, | |
A beast of labour asking for his food, | ||
A smith tied to his anvil and his forge. | ||
(S 42) | ||
Yet have I loosened the cord, enlarged my room. | EoS | |
(S 43) | ||
I have mapped the heavens and analysed the stars, | ||
545 | Described their orbits through the grooves of Space, | |
Measured the miles that separate the suns, | ||
Computed their longevity in Time. | ||
(S 44) | ||
I have delved into earth’s bowels and torn out | ||
The riches guarded by her dull brown soil. | ||
(S 45) | ||
550 | I have classed the changes of her stony crust | |
And of her biography discovered the dates, | ||
Rescued the pages of all Nature’s plan. | ||
(S 46) | ||
The tree of evolution I have sketched, | ||
Each branch and twig and leaf in its own place, | ||
555 | In the embryo tracked the history of forms, | |
And the genealogy framed of all that lives. | ||
(S 47) | ||
I have detected plasm and cell and gene, | EoS | |
The protozoa traced, man’s ancestors, | ||
The humble originals from whom he rose; | ||
560 | I know how he was born and how he dies: | |
Only what end he serves I know not yet | ||
Or if there is aim at all or any end | ||
Or push of rich creative purposeful joy | ||
In the wide works of the terrestrial power. | ||
(S 48) | ||
565 | I have caught her intricate processes, none is left: | |
Her huge machinery is in my hands; | ||
I have seized the cosmic energies for my use. | ||
(S 49) | ||
I have pored on her infinitesimal elements | ||
And her invisible atoms have unmasked: | ||
570 | All Matter is a book I have perused; | |
Only some pages now are left to read. | ||
(S 50) | ||
I have seen the ways of life, the paths of mind; | ||
I have studied the methods of the ant and ape | ||
And the behaviour learned of man and worm. | ||
(S 51) | ||
575 | If God is at work, his secrets I have found. | EoS |
(S 52) | ||
But still the Cause of things is left in doubt, | ||
Their truth flees from pursuit into a void; | ||
When all has been explained nothing is known. | ||
(S 53) | ||
What chose the process, whence the Power sprang | ||
580 | I know not and perhaps shall never know. | |
(S 54) | ||
A mystery is this mighty Nature’s birth; | ||
A mystery is the elusive stream of mind, | ||
A mystery the protean freak of life. | ||
(S 55) | ||
What I have learned, Chance leaps to contradict; | ||
585 | What I have built is seized and torn by Fate. | |
(S 56) | ||
I can foresee the acts of Matter’s force, | ||
But not the march of the destiny of man: | ||
He is driven upon paths he did not choose, | ||
He falls trampled underneath the rolling wheels. | ||
(S 57) | ||
590 | My great philosophies are a reasoned guess; | |
The mystic heavens that claim the human soul | ||
Are a charlatanism of the imagining brain: | ||
All is a speculation or a dream. | ||
(S 58) | ||
In the end the world itself becomes a doubt: | ||
595 | The infinitesimal’s jest mocks mass and shape, | |
A laugh peals from the infinite’s finite mask. | ||
(S 59) | ||
Perhaps the world is an error of our sight, | EoS | |
A trick repeated in each flash of sense, | ||
An unreal mind hallucinates the soul | ||
600 | With a stress-vision of false reality, | |
Or a dance of Maya veils the void Unborn. | ||
(S 60) | ||
Even if a greater consciousness I could reach, | ||
What profit is it then for Thought to win | ||
A Real which is for ever ineffable | ||
605 | Or hunt to its lair the bodiless Self or make | |
The Unknowable the target of the soul? | ||
(S 61) | ||
Nay, let me work within my mortal bounds, | ||
Not live beyond life nor think beyond the mind; | ||
Our smallness saves us from the Infinite. | ||
(S 62) | ||
610 | In a frozen grandeur lone and desolate | |
Call me not to die the great eternal death, | ||
Left naked of my own humanity | ||
In the chill vast of the spirit’s boundlessness. | ||
(S 63) | ||
Each creature by its nature’s limits lives, | ||
615 | And how can one evade his native fate? | |
(S 64) | ||
Human I am, human let me remain | ||
Till in the Inconscient I fall dumb and sleep. | ||
(S 65) | ||
A high insanity, a chimaera is this, | ||
To think that God lives hidden in the clay | ||
620 | And that eternal Truth can dwell in Time, | |
And call to her to save our self and world. | ||
(S 66) | ||
How can man grow immortal and divine | EoS | |
Transmuting the very stuff of which he is made? | ||
(S 67) | ||
This wizard gods may dream, not thinking men.” | ||
(S 68) | ||
625 | And Savitri heard the voice, the warped answer heard | |
And turning to her being of light she spoke: | ||
“Madonna of light, Mother of joy and peace, | ||
Thou art a portion of my self put forth | ||
To raise the spirit to its forgotten heights | ||
630 | And wake the soul by touches of the heavens. | |
(S 69) | ||
Because thou art, the soul draws near to God; | EoS | |
Because thou art, love grows in spite of hate | ||
And knowledge walks unslain in the pit of Night. | ||
(S 70) | ||
But not by showering heaven’s golden rain | ||
635 | Upon the intellect’s hard and rocky soil | |
Can the tree of Paradise flower on earthly ground | ||
And the Bird of Paradise sit upon life’s boughs | ||
And the winds of Paradise visit mortal air. | ||
(S 71) | ||
Even if thou rain down intuition’s rays, | EoS | |
640 | The mind of man will think it earth’s own gleam, | |
His spirit by spiritual ego sink, | ||
Or his soul dream shut in sainthood’s brilliant cell | ||
Where only a bright shadow of God can come. | ||
(S 72) | ||
His hunger for the eternal thou must nurse | ||
645 | And fill his yearning heart with heaven’s fire | |
And bring God down into his body and life. | ||
(S 73) | ||
One day I will return, His hand in mine, | EoS | |
And thou shalt see the face of the Absolute. | ||
(S 74) | ||
Then shall the holy marriage be achieved, | ||
650 | Then shall the divine family be born. | |
(S 75) | ||
There shall be light and peace in all the worlds.” |
Book 7, Canto 4 – The Triple Soul-Forces, Section 3Savitri Bhavan2021-11-24T17:25:04+00:00