(S 1) | ||
Then like an anthem from the heart’s lucent cave | ||
A voice soared up whose magic sound could turn | ||
440 | The poignant weeping of the earth to sobs | |
Of rapture and her cry to spirit song. | ||
(S 2) | ||
“O human image of the deathless word, | ||
How hast thou seen beyond the topaz walls | ||
The gleaming sisters of the divine gate, | ||
445 | Summoned the genii of their wakeful sleep, | |
And under revelation’s arches forced | ||
The carved thought-shrouded doors to swing apart, | ||
Unlocked the avenues of spiritual sight | ||
And taught the entries of a heavenlier state | ||
450 | To thy rapt soul that bore the golden key? | |
(S 3) | ||
In thee the secret sight man’s blindness missed | EoS | |
Has opened its view past Time, my chariot-course, | ||
And death, my tunnel which I drive through life | ||
To reach my unseen distances of bliss. | ||
(S 4) | ||
455 | I am the hushed search of the jealous gods | |
Pursuing my wisdom’s vast mysterious work | ||
Seized in the thousand meeting ways of heaven. | ||
(S 5) | ||
I am the beauty of the unveiled ray | ||
Drawing through the deep roads of the infinite night | ||
460 | The unconquerable pilgrim soul of earth | |
Beneath the flaring torches of the stars. | ||
(S 6) | ||
I am the inviolable Ecstasy; | EoS | |
They who have looked on me, shall grieve no more. | ||
(S 7) | ||
The eyes that live in night shall see my form. | ||
(S 8) | ||
465 | On the pale shores of foaming steely straits | EoS |
That flow beneath a grey tormented sky, | ||
Two powers from one original ecstasy born | ||
Pace near but parted in the life of man; | ||
One leans to earth, the other yearns to the skies: | ||
470 | Heaven in its rapture dreams of perfect earth, | |
Earth in its sorrow dreams of perfect heaven. | ||
(S 9) | ||
The two longing to join, yet walk apart, | EoS | |
Idly divided by their vain conceits; | ||
They are kept from their oneness by enchanted fears; | ||
475 | Sundered mysteriously by miles of thought, | |
They gaze across the silent gulfs of sleep. | ||
(S 10) | ||
Or side by side reclined upon my vasts | ||
Like bride and bridegroom magically divorced | ||
They wake to yearn, but never can they clasp | ||
480 | While thinly flickering hesitates uncrossed | |
Between the lovers on their nuptial couch | ||
The shadowy eidolon of a sword. | ||
(S 11) | ||
But when the phantom flame-edge fails undone, | EoS | |
Then never more can space or time divide | ||
485 | The lover from the loved; Space shall draw back | |
Her great translucent curtain, Time shall be | ||
The quivering of the spirit’s endless bliss. | ||
(S 12) | ||
Attend that moment of celestial fate. | ||
(S 13) | ||
Meanwhile you two shall serve the dual law | ||
490 | Which only now the scouts of vision glimpse | |
Who pressing through the forest of their thoughts | ||
Have found the narrow bridges of the gods. | ||
(S 14) | ||
Wait patient of the brittle bars of form | ||
Making division your delightful means | ||
495 | Of happy oneness rapturously enhanced | |
By attraction in the throbbing air between. | ||
(S 15) | ||
Yet if thou wouldst abandon the vexed world, | ||
Careless of the dark moan of things below, | ||
Tread down the isthmus, overleap the flood, | ||
500 | Cancel thy contract with the labouring Force; | |
Renounce the tie that joins thee to earth-kind, | ||
Cast off thy sympathy with mortal hearts. | ||
(S 16) | ||
Arise, vindicate thy spirit’s conquered right: | ||
Relinquishing thy charge of transient breath, | ||
505 | Under the cold gaze of the indifferent stars | |
Leaving thy borrowed body on the sod, | ||
Ascend, O soul, into thy blissful home. | ||
(S 17) | ||
Here in the playground of the eternal Child | ||
Or in domains the wise Immortals tread | ||
510 | Roam with thy comrade splendour under skies | |
Spiritual lit by an unsetting sun, | ||
As godheads live who care not for the world | ||
And share not in the toil of Nature’s powers: | ||
Absorbed in their self-ecstasy they dwell. | ||
(S 18) | ||
515 | Cast off the ambiguous myth of earth’s desire, | |
O immortal, to felicity arise.” | ||
(S 19) | ||
On Savitri listening in her tranquil heart | ||
To the harmony of the ensnaring voice | ||
A joy exceeding earth’s and heaven’s poured down, | ||
520 | The bliss of an unknown eternity, | |
A rapture from some waiting Infinite. | ||
(S 20) | ||
A smile came rippling out in her wide eyes, | ||
Its confident felicity’s messenger | ||
As if the first beam of the morning sun | ||
525 | Rippled along two wakened lotus-pools. | |
(S 21) | ||
“O besetter of man’s soul with life and death | EoS | |
And the world’s pleasure and pain and Day and Night, | ||
Tempting his heart with the far lure of heaven, | ||
Testing his strength with the close touch of hell, | ||
530 | I climb not to thy everlasting Day, | |
Even as I have shunned thy eternal Night. | ||
(S 22) | ||
To me who turn not from thy terrestrial Way, | ||
Give back the other self my nature asks. | ||
(S 23) | ||
Thy spaces need him not to help their joy; | ||
535 | Earth needs his beautiful spirit made by thee | |
To fling delight down like a net of gold. | ||
(S 24) | ||
Earth is the chosen place of mightiest souls; | ||
Earth is the heroic spirit’s battlefield, | ||
The forge where the Archmason shapes his works. | ||
(S 25) | ||
540 | Thy servitudes on earth are greater, King, | |
Than all the glorious liberties of heaven. | ||
(S 26) | ||
The heavens were once to me my natural home, | ||
I too have wandered in star-jewelled groves, | ||
Paced sun-gold pastures and moon-silver swards | ||
545 | And heard the harping laughter of their streams | |
And lingered under branches dropping myrrh; | ||
I too have revelled in the fields of light | EoS | |
Touched by the ethereal raiment of the winds, | ||
Thy wonder-rounds of music I have trod, | ||
550 | Lived in the rhyme of bright unlabouring thoughts, | |
I have beat swift harmonies of rapture vast, | ||
Danced in spontaneous measures of the soul | ||
The great and easy dances of the gods. | ||
(S 27) | ||
O fragrant are the lanes thy children walk | ||
555 | And lovely is the memory of their feet | |
Amid the wonder-flowers of Paradise: | ||
A heavier tread is mine, a mightier touch. | ||
(S 28) | ||
There where the gods and demons battle in night | ||
Or wrestle on the borders of the Sun, | ||
560 | Taught by the sweetness and the pain of life | |
To bear the uneven strenuous beat that throbs | ||
Against the edge of some divinest hope, | ||
To dare the impossible with these pangs of search, | ||
In me the spirit of immortal love | ||
565 | Stretches its arms out to embrace mankind. | |
(S 29) | ||
Too far thy heavens for me from suffering men. | ||
(S 30) | ||
Imperfect is the joy not shared by all. | ||
(S 31) | ||
O to spread forth, O to encircle and seize | ||
More hearts till love in us has filled thy world! | ||
(S 32) | ||
570 | O life, the life beneath the wheeling stars! | EoS |
(S 33) | ||
For victory in the tournament with death, | ||
For bending of the fierce and difficult bow, | ||
For flashing of the splendid sword of God! | ||
(S 34) | ||
O thou who soundst the trumpet in the lists, | EoS | |
575 | Part not the handle from the untried steel, | |
Take not the warrior with his blow unstruck. | ||
(S 35) | ||
Are there not still a million fights to wage? | ||
(S 36) | ||
O king-smith, clang on still thy toil begun, | ||
Weld us to one in thy strong smithy of life. | ||
(S 37) | ||
580 | Thy fine-curved jewelled hilt call Savitri, | |
Thy blade’s exultant smile name Satyavan. | ||
(S 38) | ||
Fashion to beauty, point us through the world. | ||
(S 39) | ||
Break not the lyre before the song is found; | ||
Are there not still unnumbered chants to weave? | ||
(S 40) | ||
585 | O subtle-souled musician of the years, | |
Play out what thou hast fluted on my stops; | ||
Arise from the strain their first wild plaint divined | ||
And that discover which is yet unsung. | ||
(S 41) | ||
I know that I can lift man’s soul to God, | ||
590 | I know that he can bring the Immortal down. | |
(S 42) | ||
Our will labours permitted by thy will | ||
And without thee an empty roar of storm, | ||
A senseless whirlwind is the Titan’s force | ||
And without thee a snare the strength of gods. | ||
(S 43) | ||
595 | Let not the inconscient gulf swallow man’s race | |
That through earth’s ignorance struggles towards thy Light. | ||
(S 44) | ||
O Thunderer with the lightnings of the soul, | ||
Give not to darkness and to death thy sun, | ||
Achieve thy wisdom’s hidden firm decree | ||
600 | And the mandate of thy secret world-wide love.” | |
(S 45) | ||
Her words failed lost in thought’s immensities | ||
Which seized them at the limits of their cry | ||
And hid their meaning in the distances | ||
That stir to more than ever speech has won | ||
605 | From the Unthinkable, end of all our thought, | |
And the Ineffable from whom all words come. |
Book 11, Canto 1 – The Eternal Day: The Soul’s Choice and the Supreme Consummation, Section 3Savitri Bhavan2021-05-15T04:20:43+00:00