(S 1)
Thus spoke the mighty and uplifting Voice,
And Savitri heard; she bowed her head and mused
Plunging her deep regard into herself
In her soul’s privacy in the silent Night.
(S 2)
225 Aloof and standing back detached and calm, EoS
A witness of the drama of herself,
A student of her own interior scene,
She watched the passion and the toil of life
And heard in the crowded thoroughfares of mind
230 The unceasing tread and passage of her thoughts.
(S 3)
All she allowed to rise that chose to stir;
Calling, compelling nought, forbidding nought,
She left all to the process formed in Time
And the free initiative of Nature’s will.
(S 4)
235 Thus following the complex human play EoS
She heard the prompter’s voice behind the scenes,
Perceived the original libretto’s set
And the organ theme of the composer Force.
(S 5)
All she beheld that surges from man’s depths,
240 The animal instincts prowling mid life’s trees,
The impulses that whisper to the heart
And passion’s thunder-chase sweeping the nerves;
She saw the Powers that stare from the Abyss
And the wordless Light that liberates the soul.
(S 6)
245 But most her gaze pursued the birth of thought. EoS
(S 7)
Affranchised from the look of surface mind
She paused not to survey the official case,
The issue of forms from the office of the brain,
Its factory of thought-sounds and soundless words
250 And voices stored within unheard by men,
Its mint and treasury of shining coin.
(S 8)
These were but counters in mind’s symbol game,
A gramophone’s discs, a reproduction’s film,
A list of signs, a cipher and a code.
(S 9)
255 In our unseen subtle body thought is born
Or there it enters from the cosmic field.
(S 10)
Oft from her soul stepped out a naked thought EoS
Luminous with mysteried lips and wonderful eyes;
Or from her heart emerged some burning face
260 And looked for life and love and passionate truth,
Aspired to heaven or embraced the world
Or led the fancy like a fleeting moon
Across the dull sky of man’s common days,
Amidst the doubtful certitudes of earth’s lore,
265 To the celestial beauty of faith gave form,
As if at flower-prints in a dingy room
Laughed in a golden vase one living rose.
(S 11)
A thaumaturgist sat in her heart’s deep,
Compelled the forward stride, the upward look,
270 Till wonder leaped into the illumined breast
And life grew marvellous with transfiguring hope.
(S 12)
A seeing will pondered between the brows; EoS
Thoughts, glistening Angels, stood behind the brain
In flashing armour, folding hands of prayer,
275 And poured heaven’s rays into the earthly form.
(S 13)
Imaginations flamed up from her breast, EoS
Unearthly beauty, touches of surpassing joy
And plans of miracle, dreams of delight:
Around her navel lotus clustering close
280 Her large sensations of the teeming worlds
Streamed their dumb movements of the unformed Idea;
Invading the small sensitive flower of the throat
They brought their mute unuttered resonances
To kindle the figures of a heavenly speech.
(S 14)
285 Below, desires formed their wordless wish,
And longings of physical sweetness and ecstasy
Translated into the accents of a cry
Their grasp on objects and their clasp on souls.
(S 15)
Her body’s thoughts climbed from her conscious limbs
290 And carried their yearnings to its mystic crown
Where Nature’s murmurs meet the Ineffable.
(S 16)
But for the mortal prisoned in outward mind
All must present their passports at its door;
Disguised they must don the official cap and mask
295 Or pass as manufactures of the brain,
Unknown their secret truth and hidden source.
(S 17)
Only to the inner mind they speak direct, EoS
Put on a body and assume a voice,
Their passage seen, their message heard and known,
300 Their birthplace and their natal mark revealed,
And stand confessed to an immortal’s sight,
Our nature’s messengers to the witness soul.
(S 18)
Impenetrable, withheld from mortal sense,
The inner chambers of the spirit’s house
305 Disclosed to her their happenings and their guests;
Eyes looked through crevices in the invisible wall
And through the secrecy of unseen doors
There came into mind’s little frontal room
Thoughts that enlarged our limited human range,
310 Lifted the ideal’s half-quenched or sinking torch
Or peered through the finite at the infinite.
(S 19)
A sight opened upon the invisible
And sensed the shapes that mortal eyes see not,
The sounds that mortal listening cannot hear,
315 The blissful sweetness of the intangible’s touch;
The objects that to us are empty air,
Are there the stuff of daily experience
And the common pabulum of sense and thought.
(S 20)
The beings of the subtle realms appeared
320 And scenes concealed behind our earthly scene;
She saw the life of remote continents
And distance deafened not to voices far;
She felt the movements crossing unknown minds;
The past’s events occurred before her eyes.
(S 21)
325 The great world’s thoughts were part of her own thought,
The feelings dumb for ever and unshared,
The ideas that never found an utterance.
(S 22)
The dim subconscient’s incoherent hints
Laid bare a meaning twisted, deep and strange,
330 The bizarre secret of their fumbling speech,
Their links with underlying reality.
(S 23)
The unseen grew visible and audible:
Thoughts leaped down from a superconscient field
Like eagles swooping from a viewless peak,
335 Thoughts gleamed up from the screened subliminal depths
Like golden fishes from a hidden sea.
(S 24)
This world is a vast unbroken totality,
A deep solidarity joins its contrary powers;
God’s summits look back on the mute Abyss.
(S 25)
340 So man evolving to divinest heights EoS
Colloques still with the animal and the Djinn;
The human godhead with star-gazer eyes
Lives still in one house with the primal beast.
(S 26)
The high meets the low, all is a single plan.
(S 27)
345 So she beheld the many births of thought,
If births can be of what eternal is;
For the Eternal’s powers are like himself,
Timeless in the Timeless, in Time ever born.
(S 28)
This too she saw that all in outer mind
350 Is made, not born, a product perishable,
Forged in the body’s factory by earth-force.
(S 29)
This mind is a dynamic small machine
Producing ceaselessly, till it wears out,
With raw material drawn from the outside world,
355 The patterns sketched out by an artist God.
(S 30)
Often our thoughts are finished cosmic wares EoS
Admitted by a silent office gate
And passed through the subconscient’s galleries,
Then issued in Time’s mart as private make.
(S 31)
360 For now they bear the living person’s stamp;
A trick, a special hue claims them his own.
(S 32)
All else is Nature’s craft and this too hers.
(S 33)
Our tasks are given, we are but instruments; EoS
Nothing is all our own that we create:
365 The Power that acts in us is not our force.
(S 34)
The genius too receives from some high fount EoS
Concealed in a supernal secrecy
The work that gives him an immortal name.
(S 35)
The word, the form, the charm, the glory and grace EoS
370 Are missioned sparks from a stupendous Fire;
A sample from the laboratory of God
Of which he holds the patent upon earth,
Comes to him wrapped in golden coverings;
He listens for Inspiration’s postman knock
375 And takes delivery of the priceless gift
A little spoilt by the receiver mind
Or mixed with the manufacture of his brain;
When least defaced, then is it most divine.
(S 36)
Although his ego claims the world for its use,
380 Man is a dynamo for the cosmic work;
Nature does most in him, God the high rest:
Only his soul’s acceptance is his own.
(S 37)
This independent, once a power supreme, EoS
Self-born before the universe was made,
385 Accepting cosmos, binds himself Nature’s serf
Till he becomes her freedman — or God’s slave.
(S 38)
This is the appearance in our mortal front; EoS
Our greater truth of being lies behind:
Our consciousness is cosmic and immense,
390 But only when we break through Matter’s wall
In that spiritual vastness can we stand
Where we can live the masters of our world
And mind is only a means and body a tool.
(S 39)
For above the birth of body and of thought
395 Our spirit’s truth lives in the naked self
And from that height, unbound, surveys the world.
(S 40)
Out of the mind she rose to escape its law
That it might sleep in some deep shadow of self
Or fall silent in the silence of the Unseen.
(S 41)
400 High she attained and stood from Nature free
And saw creation’s life from far above,
Thence upon all she laid her sovereign will
To dedicate it to God’s timeless calm:
Then all grew tranquil in her being’s space, EoS
405 Only sometimes small thoughts arose and fell
Like quiet waves upon a silent sea
Or ripples passing over a lonely pool
When a stray stone disturbs its dreaming rest.
(S 42)
Yet the mind’s factory had ceased to work,
410 There was no sound of the dynamo’s throb,
There came no call from the still fields of life.
(S 43)
Then even those stirrings rose in her no more; EoS
Her mind now seemed like a vast empty room
Or like a peaceful landscape without sound.
(S 44)
415 This men call quietude and prize as peace.
(S 45)
But to her deeper sight all yet was there,
Effervescing like a chaos under a lid;
Feelings and thoughts cried out for word and act
But found no response in the silenced brain:
420 All was suppressed but nothing yet expunged;
At every moment might explosion come.
(S 46)
Then this too paused; the body seemed a stone.
(S 47)
All now was a wide mighty vacancy,
But still excluded from eternity’s hush;
425 For still was far the repose of the Absolute
And the ocean silence of Infinity.
(S 48)
Even now some thoughts could cross her solitude; EoS
These surged not from the depths or from within
Cast up from formlessness to seek a form,
430 Spoke not the body’s need nor voiced life’s call.
(S 49)
These seemed not born nor made in human Time: EoS
Children of cosmic Nature from a far world,
Idea’s shapes in complete armour of words
Posted like travellers in an alien space.
(S 50)
435 Out of some far expanse they seemed to come
As if carried on vast wings like large white sails,
And with easy access reached the inner ear
As though they used a natural privileged right
To the high royal entries of the soul.
(S 51)
440 As yet their path lay deep-concealed in light.
(S 52)
Then looking to know whence the intruders came
She saw a spiritual immensity
Pervading and encompassing the world-space
As ether our transparent tangible air,
445 And through it sailing tranquilly a thought.
(S 53)
As smoothly glides a ship nearing its port, EoS
Ignorant of embargo and blockade,
Confident of entrance and the visa’s seal,
It came to the silent city of the brain
450 Towards its accustomed and expectant quay,
But met a barring will, a blow of Force
And sank vanishing in the immensity.
(S 54)
After a long vacant pause another appeared
And others one by one suddenly emerged,
455 Mind’s unexpected visitors from the Unseen
Like far-off sails upon a lonely sea.
(S 55)
But soon that commerce failed, none reached mind’s coast. EoS
(S 56)
Then all grew still, nothing moved any more:
Immobile, self-rapt, timeless, solitary
460 A silent spirit pervaded silent Space.