(S 1) | ||
A being stood immortal in transience, | EoS | |
Deathless dallying with momentary things, | ||
In whose wide eyes of tranquil happiness | ||
145 | Which pity and sorrow could not abrogate | |
Infinity turned its gaze on finite shapes: | ||
Observer of the silent steps of the hours, | ||
Eternity upheld the minute’s acts | ||
And the passing scenes of the Everlasting’s play. | ||
(S 2) | ||
150 | In the mystery of its selecting will, | EoS |
In the Divine Comedy a participant, | ||
The Spirit’s conscious representative, | ||
God’s delegate in our humanity, | ||
Comrade of the universe, the Transcendent’s ray, | ||
155 | She had come into the mortal body’s room | |
To play at ball with Time and Circumstance. | ||
(S 3) | ||
A joy in the world her master movement here, | ||
The passion of the game lighted her eyes: | ||
A smile on her lips welcomed earth’s bliss and grief, | ||
160 | A laugh was her return to pleasure and pain. | |
(S 4) | ||
All things she saw as a masquerade of Truth | EoS | |
Disguised in the costumes of Ignorance, | ||
Crossing the years to immortality; | ||
All she could front with the strong spirit’s peace. | ||
(S 5) | ||
165 | But since she knows the toil of mind and life | EoS |
As a mother feels and shares her children’s lives, | ||
She puts forth a small portion of herself, | ||
A being no bigger than the thumb of man | ||
Into a hidden region of the heart | ||
170 | To face the pang and to forget the bliss, | |
To share the suffering and endure earth’s wounds | ||
And labour mid the labour of the stars. | ||
(S 6) | ||
This in us laughs and weeps, suffers the stroke, | ||
Exults in victory, struggles for the crown; | ||
175 | Identified with the mind and body and life, | |
It takes on itself their anguish and defeat, | ||
Bleeds with Fate’s whips and hangs upon the cross, | ||
Yet is the unwounded and immortal self | ||
Supporting the actor in the human scene. | ||
(S 7) | ||
180 | Through this she sends us her glory and her powers, | EoS |
Pushes to wisdom’s heights, through misery’s gulfs; | ||
She gives us strength to do our daily task | ||
And sympathy that partakes of others’ grief | ||
And the little strength we have to help our race, | ||
185 | We who must fill the role of the universe | |
Acting itself out in a slight human shape | ||
And on our shoulders carry the struggling world. | ||
(S 8) | ||
This is in us the godhead small and marred; | EoS | |
In this human portion of divinity | ||
190 | She seats the greatness of the Soul in Time | |
To uplift from light to light, from power to power, | ||
Till on a heavenly peak it stands, a king. | ||
(S 9) | ||
In body weak, in its heart an invincible might, | EoS | |
It climbs stumbling, held up by an unseen hand, | ||
195 | A toiling spirit in a mortal shape. | |
(S 10) | ||
Here in this chamber of flame and light they met; | EoS | |
They looked upon each other, knew themselves, | ||
The secret deity and its human part, | ||
The calm immortal and the struggling soul. | ||
(S 11) | ||
200 | Then with a magic transformation’s speed | |
They rushed into each other and grew one. |
Book 7, Canto 5 – The Finding of the Soul, Section 2Savitri Bhavan2022-02-20T18:53:00+00:00