(S 1) | ||
Here was a quiet country of fixed mind, | EoS | |
360 | Here life no more was all nor passion’s voice; | |
The cry of sense had sunk into a hush. | ||
(S 2) | ||
Soul was not there nor spirit but mind alone; | ||
Mind claimed to be the spirit and the soul. | ||
(S 3) | ||
The spirit saw itself as form of mind, | EoS | |
365 | Lost itself in the glory of the thought, | |
A light that made invisible the sun. | ||
(S 4) | ||
Into a firm and settled space she came | ||
Where all was still and all things kept their place. | ||
(S 5) | ||
Each found what it had sought and knew its aim. | ||
(S 6) | ||
370 | All had a final last stability. | |
(S 7) | ||
There one stood forth who bore authority | ||
On an important brow and held a rod; | ||
Command was incarnate in his gesture and tone; | ||
Tradition’s petrified wisdom carved his speech, | ||
375 | His sentences savoured the oracle. | |
(S 8) | ||
“Traveller or pilgrim of the inner world, | EoS | |
Fortunate art thou to reach our brilliant air | ||
Flaming with thought’s supreme finality. | ||
(S 9) | ||
O aspirant to the perfect way of life, | ||
380 | Here find it; rest from search and live at peace. | |
(S 10) | ||
Ours is the home of cosmic certainty. | ||
(S 11) | ||
Here is the truth, God’s harmony is here. | ||
(S 12) | ||
Register thy name in the book of the elite, | ||
Admitted by the sanction of the few, | ||
385 | Adopt thy station of knowledge, thy post in mind, | |
Thy ticket of order draw in Life’s bureau | ||
And praise thy fate that made thee one of ours. | ||
(S 13) | ||
All here,docketed and tied, the mind can know, | ||
All schemed by law that God permits to life. | ||
(S 14) | ||
390 | This is the end and there is no beyond. | |
(S 15) | ||
Here is the safety of the ultimate wall, | EoS | |
Here is the clarity of the sword of Light, | ||
Here is the victory of a single Truth, | ||
Here burns the diamond of flawless bliss. | ||
(S 16) | ||
395 | A favourite of Heaven and Nature live.” | |
(S 17) | ||
But to the too satisfied and confident sage | EoS | |
Savitri replied casting into his world | ||
Sight’s deep release, the heart’s questioning inner voice: | ||
For here the heart spoke not, only clear daylight | ||
400 | Of intellect reigned here, limiting, cold, precise. | |
(S 18) | ||
“Happy are they who in this chaos of things, | EoS | |
This coming and going of the feet of Time, | ||
Can find the single Truth, the eternal Law: | ||
Untouched they live by hope and doubt and fear. | ||
(S 19) | ||
405 | Happy are men anchored on fixed belief | EoS |
In this uncertain and ambiguous world, | ||
Or who have planted in the heart’s rich soil | ||
One small grain of spiritual certitude. | ||
(S 20) | ||
Happiest who stand on faith as on a rock. | ||
(S 21) | ||
410 | But I must pass leaving the ended search, | EoS |
Truth’s rounded outcome firm, immutable | ||
And this harmonic building of world-fact, | ||
This ordered knowledge of apparent things. | ||
(S 22) | ||
Here I can stay not, for I seek my soul.” | ||
(S 23) | ||
415 | None answered in that bright contented world, | |
Or only turned on their accustomed way | ||
Astonished to hear questioning in that air | ||
Or thoughts that could still turn to the Beyond. | ||
(S 24) | ||
But some murmured, passers-by from kindred spheres: | ||
420 | Each by his credo judged the thought she spoke. | |
(S 25) | ||
“Who then is this who knows not that the soul | EoS | |
Is a least gland or a secretion’s fault | ||
Disquieting the sane government of the mind, | ||
Disordering the function of the brain, | ||
425 | Or a yearning lodged in Nature’s mortal house | |
Or dream whispered in man’s cave of hollow thought | ||
Who would prolong his brief unhappy term | ||
Or cling to living in a sea of death?” | ||
(S 26) | ||
But others, “Nay, it is her spirit she seeks. | ||
(S 27) | ||
430 | A splendid shadow of the name of God, | |
A formless lustre from the Ideal’s realm, | ||
The Spirit is the Holy Ghost of Mind; | ||
But none has touched its limbs or seen its face. | ||
(S 28) | ||
Each soul is the great Father’s crucified Son, | EoS | |
435 | Mind is that soul’s one parent, its conscious cause, | |
The ground on which trembles a brief passing light, | ||
Mind, sole creator of the apparent world. | ||
(S 29) | ||
All that is here is part of our own self; | ||
Our minds have made the world in which we live.” | ||
(S 30) | ||
440 | Another with mystic and unsatisfied eyes | EoS |
Who loved his slain belief and mourned its death, | ||
“Is there one left who seeks for a Beyond? | ||
(S 31) | ||
Can still the path be found, opened the gate?” |
Book 7, Canto 3 – The Entry into the Inner Countries, Section 3Savitri Bhavan2021-09-25T05:27:38+00:00