| (S 1) | ||
| IN THE little hermitage in the forest’s heart, | ||
| In the sunlight and the moonlight and the dark | ||
| The daily human life went plodding on | ||
| Even as before with its small unchanging works | ||
| 5 | And its spare outward body of routine | |
| And happy quiet of ascetic peace. | ||
| (S 2) | ||
| The old beauty smiled of the terrestrial scene; | ||
| She too was her old gracious self to men. | ||
| (S 3) | ||
| The Ancient Mothe clutched her child to her breast | ||
| 10 | Pressing her close in her environing arms, | |
| As if earth ever the same could for ever keep | ||
| The living spirit and body in her clasp, | ||
| As if death were not there nor end nor change. | ||
| (S 4) | ||
| Accustomed only to read outward signs | EoS | |
| 15 | None saw aught new in her, none divined her state; | |
| They saw a person where was only God’s vast, | ||
| A still being or a mighty nothingness. | ||
| (S 5) | ||
| To all she was the same perfect Savitri: | ||
| A greatness and a sweetness and a light | ||
| 20 | Poured out from her upon her little world. | |
| (S 6) | ||
| Life showed to all the same familiar face, | ||
| Her acts followed the old unaltered round, | ||
| She spoke the words that she was wont to speak | ||
| And did the things that she had always done. | ||
| (S 7) | ||
| 25 | Her eyes looked out on earth’s unchanging face, | |
| Around her soul’s muteness all moved as of old; | ||
| A vacant consciousness watched from within, | ||
| Empty of all but bare Reality. | ||
| (S 8) | ||
| There was no will behind the word and act, | EoS | |
| 30 | No thought formed in her brain to guide the speech: | |
| An impersonal emptiness walked and spoke in her, | ||
| Something perhaps unfelt, unseen, unknown | ||
| Guarded the body for its future work, | ||
| Or Nature moved in her old stream of force. | ||
| (S 9) | ||
| 35 | Perhaps she bore made conscious in her breast | EoS |
| The miraculous Nihil, origin of our souls | ||
| And source and sum of the vast world’s events, | ||
| The womb and grave of thought, a cipher of God, | ||
| A zero circle of being’s totality. | ||
| (S 10) | ||
| 40 | It used her speech and acted in her acts, | |
| It was beauty in her limbs, life in her breath; | ||
| The original Mystery wore her human face. | ||
| (S 11) | ||
| Thus was she lost within to separate self; | EoS | |
| Her mortal ego perished in God’s night. | ||
| (S 12) | ||
| 45 | Only a body was left, the ego’s shell | EoS |
| Afloat mid drift and foam of the world-sea, | ||
| A sea of dream watched by a motionless sense | ||
| In a figure of unreal reality. | ||
| (S 13) | ||
| An impersonal foresight could already see, — | EoS | |
| 50 | In the unthinking knowledge of the spirit | |
| Even now it seemed nigh done, inevitable, — | ||
| The individual die, the cosmos pass; | ||
| These gone, the transcendental grew a myth, | ||
| The Holy Ghost without the Father and Son, | ||
| 55 | Or, a substratum of what once had been, | |
| Being that never willed to bear a world | ||
| Restored to its original loneliness, | ||
| Impassive, sole, silent, intangible. | ||
| (S 14) | ||
| Yet all was not extinct in this deep loss; | ||
| 60 | The being travelled not towards nothingness. | |
| (S 15) | ||
| There was some high surpassing Secrecy, | EoS | |
| And when she sat alone with Satyavan, | ||
| Her moveless mind with his that searched and strove, | ||
| In the hush of the profound and intimate night | ||
| 65 | She turned to the face of a veiled voiceless Truth | |
| Hid in the dumb recesses of the heart | ||
| Or waiting beyond the last peak climbed by Thought, — | ||
| Unseen itself it sees the struggling world | ||
| And prompts our quest, but cares not to be found, — | ||
| 70 | Out of that distant Vast came a reply. | |
| (S 16) | ||
| Something unknown, unreached, inscrutable | ||
| Sent down the messages of its bodiless Light, | ||
| Cast lightning flashes of a thought not ours | ||
| Crossing the immobile silence of her mind: | ||
| 75 | In its might of irresponsible sovereignty | EoS |
| It seized on speech to give those flamings shape, | ||
| Made beat the heart of wisdom in a word | ||
| And spoke immortal things through mortal lips. | ||
| (S 17) | ||
| Or, listening to the sages of the woods, | ||
| 80 | In question and in answer broke from her | |
| High strange revealings impossible to men, | ||
| Something or someone secret and remote | ||
| Took hold of her body for his mystic use, | ||
| Her mouth was seized to channel ineffable truths, | ||
| 85 | Knowledge unthinkable found an utterance. | |
| (S 18) | ||
| Astonished by a new enlightenment, | ||
| Invaded by a streak of the Absolute,, | ||
| They marvelled at her, for she seemed to know | ||
| What they had only glimpsed at times afar. | ||
| (S 19) | ||
| 90 | These thoughts were formed not in her listening brain, | EoS |
| Her vacant heart was like a stringless harp; | ||
| Impassive the body claimed not its own voice, | ||
| But let the luminous greatness through it pass. | ||
| (S 20) | ||
| A dual Power at being’s occult poles | ||
| 95 | Still acted, nameless and invisible: | |
| Her divine emptiness was their instrument. | ||
| (S 21) | ||
| Inconscient Nature dealt with the world it had made, | ||
| And using still the body’s instruments | ||
| Slipped through the conscious void she had become; | ||
| 100 | The superconscient Mystery through that Void | |
| Missioned its word to touch the thoughts of men. | ||
| (S 22) | ||
| As yet this great impersonal speech was rare. | EoS | |
| (S 23) | ||
| But now the unmoving wide spiritual space | ||
| In which her mind survived tranquil and bare, | ||
| 105 | Admitted a traveller from the cosmic breadths: | |
| A thought came through draped as an outer voice. | ||
| (S 24) | ||
| It called not for the witness of the mind, | ||
| It spoke not to the hushed receiving heart; | ||
| It came direct to the pure perception’s seat, | ||
| 110 | An only centre now of consciousness, | |
| If centre could be where all seemed only space; | ||
| No more shut in by body’s walls and gates | EoS | |
| Her being, a circle without circumference, | ||
| Already now surpassed all cosmic bounds | ||
| 115 | And more and more spread into infinity. | |
| (S 25) | ||
| This being was its own unbounded world, | ||
| A world without form or feature or circumstance; | ||
| It had no ground, no wall, no roof of thought, | ||
| Yet saw itself and looked on all around | ||
| 120 | In a silence motionless and illimitable. | |
| (S 26) | ||
| There was no person there, no centred mind, | ||
| No seat of feeling on which beat events | ||
| Or objects wrought and shaped reaction’s stress. | ||
| (S 27) | ||
| There was no motion in this inner world, | EoS | |
| 125 | All was a still and even infinity. | |
| (S 28) | ||
| In her the Unseen, the Unknown waited his hour. |