(S 1) | ||
But judged not so his spirit’s wakened eye. | EoS | |
(S 2) | ||
As shines a solitary witness star | ||
That burns apart, Light’s lonely sentinel, | ||
In the drift and teeming of a mindless Night, | ||
205 | A single thinker in an aimless world | |
Awaiting some tremendous dawn of God, | ||
He saw the purpose in the works of Time. | ||
(S 3) | ||
Even in that aimlessness a work was done | ||
Pregnant with magic will and change divine. | ||
(S 4) | ||
210 | The first writhings of the cosmic serpent Force | |
Uncoiled from the mystic ring of Matter’s trance; | ||
It raised its head in the warm air of life. | ||
(S 5) | ||
It could not cast off yet Night’s stiffening sleep | ||
Or wear as yet mind’s wonder- flecks and streaks, | ||
215 | Put on its jewelled hood the crown of soul | |
Or stand erect in the blaze of spirit’s sun. | ||
(S 6) | ||
As yet were only seen foulness and force, | ||
The secret crawl of consciousness to light | ||
Through a fertile slime of lust and battening sense, | ||
220 | Beneath the body’s crust of thickened self | |
A tardy fervent working in the dark, | ||
The turbid yeast of Nature’s passionate change, | ||
Ferment of the soul’s creation out of mire. | ||
(S 7) | ||
A heavenly process donned this grey disguise, | ||
225 | A fallen ignorance in its covert night | |
Laboured to achieve its dumb unseemly work, | ||
A camouflage of the Inconscient’s need | ||
To release the glory of God in Nature’s mud. | ||
(S 8) | ||
His sight, spiritual in embodying orbs, | ||
230 | Could pierce through the grey phosphorescent haze | |
And scan the secrets of the shifting flux | ||
That animates these mute and solid cells | ||
And leads the thought and longing of the flesh | ||
And the keen lust and hunger of its will. | ||
(S 9) | ||
235 | This too he tracked along its hidden stream | EoS |
And traced its acts to a miraculous fount. | ||
(S 10) | ||
A mystic Presence none can probe nor rule, | ||
Creator of this game of ray and shade | ||
In this sweet and bitter paradoxical life, | ||
240 | Asks from the body the soul’s intimacies | |
And by the swift vibration of a nerve | ||
Links its mechanic throbs to light and love. | ||
(S 11) | ||
It summons the spirit’s sleeping memories | ||
Up from subconscient depths beneath Time’s foam; | ||
245 | Oblivious of their flame of happy truth, | |
Arriving with heavy eyes that hardly see, | ||
They come disguised as feelings and desires, | ||
Like weeds upon the surface float awhile | ||
And rise and sink on a somnambulist tide. | ||
(S 12) | ||
250 | Impure, degraded though her motions are, | EoS |
Always a heaven-truth broods in life’s deeps; | ||
In her obscurest members burns that fire. | ||
(S 13) | ||
A touch of God’s rapture in creation’s acts, | ||
A lost remembrance of felicity | ||
255 | Lurks still in the dumb roots of death and birth, | |
The world’s senseless beauty mirrors God’s delight. | ||
(S 14) | ||
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It flows in the wind’s breath, in the tree’s sap , | ||
Its hued magnificence blooms in leaves and flowers. | ||
(S 15) | ||
260 | When life broke through its half-drowse in the plant | |
That feels and suffers but cannot move or cry, | ||
In beast and in winged bird and thinking man | ||
It made of the heart’s rhythm its music’s beat; | ||
It forced the unconscious tissues to awake | ||
265 | And ask for happiness and earn the pang | |
And thrill with pleasure and laughter of brief delight, | ||
And quiver with pain and crave for ecstasy. | ||
(S 16) | ||
Imperative, voiceless, ill-understood, | EoS | |
Too far from light, too close to being’s core, | ||
270 | Born strangely in Time from the eternal Bliss, | |
It presses on heart’s core and vibrant nerve; | ||
Its sharp self-seeking tears our consciousness; | ||
Our pain and pleasure have that sting for cause: | ||
Instinct with it, but blind to its true joy | ||
275 | The soul’s desire leaps out towards passing things. | |
(S 17) | ||
All Nature’s longing drive none can resist, | ||
Comes surging through the blood and quickened sense; | ||
An ecstasy of the infinite is her cause. | ||
(S 18) | ||
It turns in us to finite loves and lusts, | EoS | |
280 | The will to conquer and have, to seize and keep, | |
To enlarge life’s room and scope and pleasure’s range, | ||
To battle and overcome and make one’s own, | ||
The hope to mix one’s joy with others’ joy, | ||
A yearning to possess and be possessed, | ||
285 | To enjoy and be enjoyed, to feel, to live. | |
(S 19) | ||
Here was its early brief attempt to be, | ||
Its rapid end of momentary delight | ||
Whose stamp of failure haunts all ignorant life. | ||
(S 20) | ||
Inflicting still its habit on the cells | ||
290 | The phantom of a dark and evil start | |
Ghostlike pursues all that we dream and do. | ||
(S 21) | ||
Although on earth are firm established lives, | ||
A working of habit or a sense of law, | ||
A steady repetition in the flux, | ||
295 | Yet are its roots of will ever the same; | |
These passions are the stuff of which we are made. | ||
(S 22) | ||
This was the first cry of the awaking world. | EoS | |
(S 23) | ||
It clings around us still and clamps the god. | ||
(S 24) | ||
Even when reason is born and soul takes form, | ||
300 | In beast and reptile and in thinking man | |
It lasts and is the fount of all their life. | ||
(S 25) | ||
This too was needed that breath and living might be. | ||
(S 26) | ||
The spirit in a finite ignorant world | EoS | |
Must rescue so its prisoned consciousness | ||
305 | Forced out in little jets at quivering points | |
From the Inconscient’s sealed infinitude. | ||
(S 27) | ||
Then slowly it gathers mass, looks up at Light. | ||
(S 28) | ||
This Nature lives tied to her origin, | ||
A clutch of nether force is on her still; | ||
310 | Out of unconscious depths her instincts leap; | |
A neighbour is her life to insentient Nought. | ||
(S 29) | ||
Under this law an ignorant world was made. | ||
(S 30) | ||
In the enigma of the darkened Vasts, | EoS | |
In the passion and self-loss of the Infinite | ||
315 | When all was plunged in the negating Void, | |
Non-Being’s night could never have been saved | ||
If Being had not plunged into the dark | ||
Carrying with it its triple mystic cross. | ❊ | |
(S 31) | ||
Invoking in world-time the timeless truth, | ||
320 | Bliss changed to sorrow, knowledge made ignorant, | |
God’s force turned into a child’s helplessness | ||
Can bring down heaven by their sacrifice. | ||
(S 32) | ||
A contradiction founds the base of life: | EoS | |
The eternal, the divine Reality | ||
325 | Has faced itself with its own contraries; | |
Being became the Void and Conscious-Force | ||
Nescience and walk of a blind Energy | ||
And Ecstasy took the figure of world-pain. | ||
(S 33) | ||
In a mysterious dispensation’s law | ||
330 | A Wisdom that prepares its far-off ends | |
Planned so to start her slow aeonic game. | ||
(S 34) | ||
A blindfold search and wrestle and fumbling clasp | ||
Of a half-seen Nature and a hidden Soul, | ||
A game of hide-and-seek in twilit rooms, | ||
335 | A play of love and hate and fear and hope | |
Continues in the nursery of mind | ||
Its hard and heavy romp of self-born twins. | ||
(S 35) | ||
At last the struggling Energy can emerge | EoS | |
And meet the voiceless Being in wider fields; | ||
340 | Then can they see and speak and, breast to breast, | |
In a larger consciousness, a clearer light, | ||
The Two embrace and strive and each know each | ||
Regarding closer now the playmate’s face. | ||
(S 36) | ||
Even in these formless coilings he could feel | ||
345 | Matter’s response to an infant stir of soul. | |
(S 37) | ||
In Nature he saw the mighty Spirit concealed, | EoS | |
Watched the weak birth of a tremendous Force, | ||
Pursued the riddle of Godhead’s tentative pace, | ||
Heard the faint rhythms of a great unborn Muse. |
Book 2, Canto 4 – The Kingdoms of the Little Life, Section 4Savitri Bhavan2023-07-24T10:04:24+00:00