| (S 1) | ||
| In that absolute stillness bare and formidable | ||
| There was glimpsed an all-negating Void Supreme | ||
| That claimed its mystic Nihil’s sovereign right | ||
| To cancel Nature and deny the soul. | ||
| (S 2) | ||
| 465 | Even the nude sense of self grew pale and thin: | EoS |
| Impersonal, signless, featureless, void of forms | ||
| A blank pure consciousness had replaced the mind. | ||
| (S 3) | ||
| Her spirit seemed the substance of a name, | ||
| The world a pictured symbol drawn on self, | ||
| 470 | A dream of images, a dream of sounds | |
| Built up the semblance of a universe | ||
| Or lent to spirit the appearance of a world. | ||
| (S 4) | ||
| This was self-seeing; in that intolerant hush | EoS | |
| No notion and no concept could take shape, | ||
| 475 | There was no sense to frame the figure of things, | |
| A sheer self-sight was there, no thought arose. | ||
| (S 5) | ||
| Emotion slept deep down in the still heart | ||
| Or lay buried in a cemetery of peace: | ||
| All feelings seemed quiescent, calm or dead, | ||
| 480 | As if the heart-strings rent could work no more | |
| And joy and grief could never rise again. | ||
| (S 6) | ||
| The heart beat on with an unconscious rhythm | ||
| But no response came from it and no cry. | ||
| (S 7) | ||
| Vain was the provocation of events; | ||
| 485 | Nothing within answered an outside touch, | |
| No nerve was stirred and no reaction rose. | ||
| (S 8) | ||
| Yet still her body saw and moved and spoke; | EoS | |
| It understood without the aid of thought, | ||
| It said whatever needed to be said, | ||
| 490 | It did whatever needed to be done. | |
| (S 9) | ||
| There was no person there behind the act, | ||
| No mind that chose or passed the fitting word: | ||
| All wrought like an unerring apt machine. | ||
| (S 10) | ||
| As if continuing old habitual turns, | EoS | |
| 495 | And pushed by an old unexhausted force | |
| The engine did the work for which it was made: | ||
| Her consciousness looked on and took no part; | ||
| All it upheld, in nothing had a share. | ||
| (S 11) | ||
| There was no strong initiator will; | ||
| 500 | An incoherence crossing a firm void | |
| Slipped into an order of related chance. | ||
| (S 12) | ||
| A pure perception was the only power | EoS | |
| That stood behind her action and her sight. | ||
| (S 13) | ||
| If that retired, all objects would be extinct, | ||
| 505 | Her private universe would cease to be, | |
| The house she had built with bricks of thought and sense | ||
| In the beginning after the birth of Space. | ||
| (S 14) | ||
| This seeing was identical with the seen; | ||
| It knew without knowledge all that could be known, | ||
| 510 | It saw impartially the world go by, | |
| But in the same supine unmoving glance | ||
| Saw too its abysmal unreality. | ||
| (S 15) | ||
| It watched the figure of the cosmic game, | EoS | |
| But the thought and inner life in forms seemed dead, | ||
| 515 | Abolished by her own collapse of thought: | |
| A hollow physical shell persisted still. | ||
| (S 16) | ||
| All seemed a brilliant shadow of itself, | ||
| A cosmic film of scenes and images: | ||
| The enduring mass and outline of the hills | ||
| 520 | Was a design sketched on a silent mind | |
| And held to a tremulous false solidity | ||
| By constant beats of visionary sight. | ||
| (S 17) | ||
| The forest with its emerald multitudes | ||
| Clothed with its show of hues vague empty Space, | ||
| 525 | A painting’s colours hiding a surface void | |
| That flickered upon dissolution’s edge; | ||
| The blue heavens, an illusion of the eyes, | ||
| Roofed in the mind’s illusion of a world. | ||
| (S 18) | ||
| The men who walked beneath an unreal sky | ||
| 530 | Seemed mobile puppets out of cardboard cut | |
| And pushed by unseen hands across the soil | ||
| Or moving pictures upon Fancy’s film: | ||
| There was no soul within, no power of life. | ||
| (S 19) | ||
| The brain’s vibrations that appear like thought, | EoS | |
| 535 | The nerve’s brief answer to each contact’s knock, | |
| The heart’s quiverings felt as joy and grief and love | ||
| Were twitchings of the body, their seeming self, | ||
| That body forged from atoms and from gas | ||
| A manufactured lie of Maya’s make, | ||
| 540 | Its life a dream seen by the sleeping Void. | |
| (S 20) | ||
| The animals lone or trooping through the glades | ||
| Fled like a passing vision of beauty and grace | ||
| Imagined by some all-creating Eye. | ||
| (S 21) | ||
| Yet something was there behind the fading scene; | ||
| 545 | Wherever she turned, at whatsoever she looked, | |
| It was perceived, yet hid from mind and sight. | ||
| (S 22) | ||
| The One only real shut itself from Space | ||
| And stood aloof from the idea of Time. | ||
| (S 23) | ||
| Its truth escaped from shape and line and hue. | ||
| (S 24) | ||
| 550 | All else grew unsubstantial, self-annulled, | |
| This only everlasting seemed and true, | ||
| Yet nowhere dwelt, it was outside the hours. | ||
| (S 25) | ||
| This only could justify the labour of sight, | ||
| But sight could not define for it a form; | ||
| 555 | This only could appease the unsatisfied ear | |
| But hearing listened in vain for a missing sound; | ||
| This answered not the sense, called not to Mind. | ||
| (S 26) | ||
| It met her as the uncaught inaudible Voice | EoS | |
| That speaks for ever from the Unknowable. | ||
| (S 27) | ||
| 560 | It met her like an omnipresent point | |
| Pure of dimensions, unfixed, invisible, | ||
| The single oneness of its multiplied beat | ||
| Accentuating its sole eternity. | ||
| (S 28) | ||
| It faced her as some vast Nought’s immensity, | ||
| 565 | An endless No to all that seems to be, | |
| An endless Yes to things ever unconceived | ||
| And all that is unimagined and unthought, | ||
| An eternal zero or untotalled Aught, | ||
| A spaceless and a placeless Infinite. | ||
| (S 29) | ||
| 570 | Yet eternity and infinity seemed but words | |
| Vainly affixed by mind’s incompetence | ||
| To its stupendous lone reality. | ||
| (S 30) | ||
| The world is but a spark-burst from its light, | ||
| All moments flashes from its Timelessness, | ||
| 575 | All objects glimmerings of the Bodiless | |
| That disappear from Mind when That is seen. | ||
| (S 31) | ||
| It held, as if a shield before its face, | ||
| A consciousness that saw without a seer, | ||
| The Truth where knowledge is not nor knower nor known, | ||
| 580 | The Love enamoured of its own delight | |
| In which the Lover is not nor the Beloved | ||
| Bringing their personal passion into the Vast, | ||
| The Force omnipotent in quietude, | ||
| The Bliss that none can ever hope to taste. | ||
| (S 32) | ||
| 585 | It cancelled the convincing cheat of self; | |
| A truth in nothingness was its mighty clue. | ||
| (S 33) | ||
| If all existence could renounce to be | ||
| And Being take refuge in Non-being’s arms | ||
| And Non-being could strike out its ciphered round, | ||
| 590 | Some lustre of that Reality might appear. | |
| (S 34) | ||
| A formless liberation came on her. | EoS | |
| (S 35) | ||
| Once sepulchred alive in brain and flesh | ||
| She had risen up from body, mind and life; | ||
| She was no more a Person in a world, | ||
| 595 | She had escaped into infinity. | |
| (S 36) | ||
| What once had been herself had disappeared; | ||
| There was no frame of things, no figure of soul. | ||
| (S 37) | ||
| A refugee from the domain of sense, | ||
| Evading the necessity of thought, | ||
| 600 | Delivered from Knowledge and from Ignorance | |
| And rescued from the true and the untrue, | ||
| She shared the Superconscient’s high retreat | ||
| Beyond the self-born Word, the nude Idea, | ||
| The first bare solid ground of consciousness; | ||
| 605 | Beings were not there, existence had no place, | EoS |
| There was no temptation of the joy to be. | ||
| (S 38) | ||
| Unutterably effaced, no one and null, | ||
| A vanishing vestige like a violet trace, | ||
| A faint record merely of a self now past, | ||
| 610 | She was a point in the unknowable. | |
| (S 39) | ||
| Only some last annulment now remained, | ||
| Annihilation’s vague indefinable step: | ||
| A memory of being still was there | ||
| And kept her separate from nothingness: | ||
| 615 | She was in That but still became not That. | |
| (S 40) | ||
| This shadow of herself so close to nought | ||
| Could be again self’s point d’appui to live, | ||
| Return out of the Inconceivable | ||
| And be what some mysterious vast might choose. | ||
| (S 41) | ||
| 620 | Even as the Unknowable decreed, | EoS |
| She might be nought or new-become the All, | ||
| Or if the omnipotent Nihil took a shape | ||
| Emerge as someone and redeem the world. | ||
| (S 42) | ||
| Even, she might learn what the mystic cipher held, | ||
| 625 | This seeming exit or closed end of all | |
| Could be a blind tenebrous passage screened from sight, | ||
| Her state the eclipsing shell of a darkened sun | ||
| On its secret way to the Ineffable. | ||
| (S 43) | ||
| Even now her splendid being might flame back | EoS | |
| 630 | Out of the silence and the nullity, | |
| A gleaming portion of the All-Wonderful, | ||
| A power of some all-affirming Absolute, | ||
| A shining mirror of the eternal Truth | ||
| To show to the One-in-all its manifest face, | ||
| 635 | To the souls of men their deep identity. | |
| (S 44) | ||
| Or she might wake into God’s quietude | ||
| Beyond the cosmic day and cosmic night | ||
| And rest appeased in his white eternity. | ||
| (S 45) | ||
| But this was now unreal or remote | ||
| 640 | Or covered in the mystic fathomless blank. | |
| (S 46) | ||
| In infinite Nothingness was the ultimate sign | EoS | |
| Or else the Real was the Unknowable. | ||
| (S 47) | ||
| A lonely Absolute negated all: | ||
| It effaced the ignorant world from its solitude | ||
| 645 | And drowned the soul in its everlasting peace. |
Book 7, Canto 6 – Nirvana and the Discovery of the All-Negating Absolute, Section 3Savitri Bhavan2022-06-09T10:09:30+00:00