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\n\t\t\t\t\tBook Eleven<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

\n\t\t\t\t\t <\/p>\n

\nThe
\nBook of Everlasting Day<\/b><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n
 <\/td>\n\n
\n

Canto One<\/i> <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\nThe Eternal Day:
\nThe Soul’s Choice<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

\nand the Supreme
\nConsummation<\/font><\/span> <\/font><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A marvellous<\/span> sun looked down from
\necstasy’s skies<\/p>\n

On worlds of deathless bliss, perfection’s home,<\/p>\n

Magical unfoldings<\/span> of the Eternal’s<\/span> smile<\/p>\n

Capturing his secret heart-beats of delight.<\/p>\n

God’s everlasting day surrounded her,<\/p>\n

Domains appeared1<\/sup> of sempiternal<\/span>
\nlight<\/p>\n

Invading all Nature with the Absolute’s joy.<\/p>\n

Her body quivered with eternity’s touch,<\/p>\n

Her soul stood close to the founts of the infinite.<\/p>\n

Infinity’s finite fronts she lived in, new<\/p>\n

For ever to an everlasting<\/span> sight.<\/p>\n

Eternity multiplied its vast self-look<\/p>\n

Translating its endless mightiness and joy<\/p>\n

Into delight souls playing with Time could share<\/p>\n

In grandeurs ever new-born from the unknown depths,<\/p>\n

In powers that leaped immortal from unknown heights,<\/p>\n

In passionate heart-beats of an undying love,<\/p>\n

In scenes of a sweetness that can never fade.<\/p>\n

Immortal to the rapturous heart and eyes,<\/p>\n

In serene arches of translucent calm<\/p>\n

From Wonder’s dream-vasts<\/span>
\ncloudless skies slid down<\/p>\n

An abyss of sapphire; sunlight visited eyes<\/p>\n

Which suffered without pain the absolute ray<\/p>\n

And saw immortal clarities of form.<\/p>\n

Twilight and mist were exiles from that air,<\/p>\n

Night was impossible to such radiant heavens.<\/p>\n

Firm in the bosom of immensity<\/p>\n

Spiritual breadths were seen, sublimely born<\/p>\n

From a still beauty of creative joy;<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

1<\/span><\/sup> Alternative : “Were there”<\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – 671<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\n<\/div>\n

Embodied thoughts to sweet dimensions held<\/p>\n

To please some carelessness of divine peace,<\/p>\n

Answered the deep demand of an infinite sense<\/p>\n

And its need of forms to house its bodiless thrill.<\/p>\n

A march of universal power in Time,<\/p>\n

The harmonic order of self’s vastitudes<\/span><\/p>\n

In cyclic symmetries and metric planes<\/p>\n

Harboured<\/span>
\na cosmic rapture’s revelry<\/p>\n

In an endless figuring of the spirit in things<\/p>\n

Planned by the artist who has dreamed the worlds;<\/p>\n

Of all the beauty and the marvel here,<\/p>\n

Of all Time’s intricate variety<\/p>\n

Eternity was the substance and the source;<\/p>\n

Not from a plastic mist of Matter made,<\/p>\n

They offered the suggestion of their depths<\/p>\n

And opened the great series of their powers.<\/p>\n

Arisen beneath a triple mystic heaven<\/p>\n

The seven immortal earths were seen sublime:<\/p>\n

Homes of the blest released from death and sleep<\/p>\n

Where grief can never come nor any pang<\/p>\n

Arriving from self-lost and seeking worlds<\/p>\n

Alter Heaven-nature’s changeless quietude<\/p>\n

And mighty posture of eternal calm,<\/p>\n

Its pose of ecstasy immutable.<\/p>\n

Plains lay that seemed the expanse of God’s wide sleep,<\/p>\n

Thought’s wings climbed up towards heaven’s vast repose<\/p>\n

Lost in blue deeps of immortality.<\/p>\n

A changed earth-nature felt the breath of peace.<\/p>\n

Air seemed an ocean of felicity<\/p>\n

Or the couch of the unknown spiritual rest,<\/p>\n

A vast quiescence swallowing up all sound<\/p>\n

Into a voicelessness<\/span> of utter
\nbliss;<\/p>\n

Even Matter brought a close spiritual touch,<\/p>\n

All thrilled with the immanence of one divine.<\/p>\n

The lowest of these earths was still a heaven<\/p>\n

Translating into the splendour<\/span> of
\nthings divine <\/p>\n

\nPage – 672<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\n<\/div>\n

The beauty and brightness of terrestrial scenes.<\/p>\n

Eternal mountains ridge on gleaming ridge<\/p>\n

Whose lines were graved as on a sapphire plate<\/p>\n

And etched the borders of heaven’s lustrous noon<\/p>\n

Climbed like piled temple stairs and from their heads<\/p>\n

Of topless meditation heard below<\/p>\n

The approach of a blue pilgrim multitude<\/p>\n

And listened to a great arriving voice<\/p>\n

Of the wide travel hymn of timeless seas.<\/p>\n

A chanting crowd from mountain bosoms slipped<\/p>\n

Past branches fragrant with a sigh of flowers<\/p>\n

Hurrying through sweetnesses<\/span> with
\nrevel leaps;<\/p>\n

The murmurous<\/span> rivers of felicity<\/p>\n

Divinely rippled, honey-voiced desires,<\/p>\n

Mingling their sister eddies of delight,<\/p>\n

Then, widening to a
\npace of calm-lipped muse<\/p>\n

Down many-glimmered estuaries of dream<\/p>\n

Went whispering into lakes of liquid peace.<\/p>\n

On a brink held of senseless ecstasy<\/p>\n

And guarding an eternal poise of thought<\/p>\n

Sat sculptured souls dreaming by rivers of sound<\/p>\n

In changeless attitudes of marble bliss.<\/p>\n

Around her lived the children of God’s day<\/p>\n

In an unspeakable felicity,<\/p>\n

A happiness never lost, the immortal’s ease,<\/p>\n

A glad eternity’s blissful multitude.<\/p>\n

Around, the deathless nations moved and spoke,<\/p>\n

Souls of a luminous celestial joy,<\/p>\n

Faces of stark beauty, limbs of the moulded<\/span>
\nRay;<\/p>\n

In cities cut like gems of conscious stone<\/p>\n

And wonderful pastures and on gleaming coasts<\/p>\n

Bright forms were seen, eternity’s luminous tribes.<\/p>\n

Above her rhythming<\/span> godheads
\nwhirled the spheres,<\/p>\n

Rapt mobile fixities here blindly sought<\/p>\n

By the huge erring orbits of our stars.<\/p>\n

Ecstatic voices smote at hearing’s chords, <\/p>\n

\nPage – 673<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\n<\/div>\n

Each movement found a music all its own;<\/p>\n

Songs thrilled of birds upon unfading boughs,<\/p>\n

The colours<\/span> of whose plumage had
\nbeen caught<\/p>\n

From the rainbow of imagination’s wings.<\/p>\n

Immortal fragrance
\npacked the quivering breeze,<\/p>\n

In groves that seemed moved bosoms and trembling depths<\/p>\n

The million children of the undying spring<\/p>\n

Bloomed, pure unnumbered stars of hued delight<\/p>\n

Nestling for shelter in their emerald sky:<\/p>\n

Faery<\/span> flower-masses looked with
\nlaughing eyes.<\/p>\n

A dancing chaos, an iridescent sea<\/p>\n

Eternised<\/span> to Heaven’s ever wakeful
\nsight<\/p>\n

The crowding petal-glow of marvel’s tints<\/p>\n

Which float across the curtained lids of dream.<\/p>\n

Immortal harmonies filled her listening ear;<\/p>\n

A great spontaneous utterance of the heights<\/p>\n

On titan wings of rhythmic grandeur borne,<\/p>\n

Poured from some deep
\nspiritual heart of sound<\/p>\n

Strains trembling with the secrets of the gods.<\/p>\n

A spirit wandered happily in the wind,<\/p>\n

A spirit brooded in the leaf and stone;<\/p>\n

The voices of thought-conscious instruments<\/p>\n

Along a living verge of silence strayed,<\/p>\n

And from some deep, a wordless tongue of things<\/p>\n

Unfathomed, inexpressible, chantings<\/span>
\nrose<\/p>\n

Translating into a voice the Unknown.<\/p>\n

A climber on the invisible stair of sound,<\/p>\n

Music not with these few and striving steps<\/p>\n

Aspired that wander upon transient strings,<\/p>\n

But changed its ever new uncounted notes<\/p>\n

In a passion of unforeseeing discovery,<\/p>\n

And kept its old unforgotten ecstasies<\/p>\n

A growing treasure in the mystic heart.<\/p>\n

A consciousness that yearned through every cry<\/p>\n

Of unexplored attraction and desire,<\/p>\n

It found and searched again the unsatisfied deeps <\/p>\n

\nPage – 674<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\n<\/div>\n

Hunting as if in some deep secret heart<\/p>\n

To find some lost or missed felicity.<\/p>\n

In those far-lapsing symphonies she could hear,<\/p>\n

Breaking through enchantments of the ravished sense,<\/p>\n

The lyric voyage of a divine soul<\/p>\n

Mid spume and laughter tempting with its prow<\/p>\n

The charm of innocent Circean<\/span>
\nisles,<\/p>\n

Adventures without danger beautiful<\/p>\n

In lands where siren Wonder sings its lures<\/p>\n

From rhythmic rocks in ever-foaming seas.<\/p>\n

In the harmony of an original sight<\/p>\n

Delivered from our limiting ray of thought,<\/p>\n

And the reluctance of our blinded hearts<\/p>\n

To embrace the Godhead in whatever guise,<\/p>\n

She saw all Nature marvellous<\/span>
\nwithout fault.<\/p>\n

Invaded by beauty’s universal revel<\/p>\n

Her being’s fibre<\/span> reached out
\nvibrating<\/p>\n

And claimed deep union with its outer selves,<\/p>\n

And on the heart’s chords made pure to seize all tones<\/p>\n

Heaven’s subtleties of touch unwearying<\/span>
\nforced<\/p>\n

More vivid raptures than earth’s life can bear.<\/p>\n

What would be suffering here, was fiery bliss.<\/p>\n

All here but passionate hint and mystic shade<\/p>\n

Divined by the inner prophet who perceives<\/p>\n

The spirit of delight in sensuous things,<\/p>\n

Turned to more sweetness than can now be dreamed.<\/p>\n

The mighty signs of which earth fears the stress,<\/p>\n

Trembling because she cannot understand,<\/p>\n

And must keep obscure in forms strange and sublime,<\/p>\n

Were here the first lexicon of an infinite mind<\/p>\n

Translating the language of eternal bliss.<\/p>\n

Here rapture was a common incident;<\/p>\n

The lovelinesses<\/span> of whose captured
\nthrill<\/p>\n

Our human pleasure is a fallen thread,<\/p>\n

Lay, symbol shapes, a careless ornament,<\/p>\n

Sewn on the rich brocade of Godhead’s dress. <\/p>\n

\nPage – 675<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\n<\/div>\n

Things fashioned were the imaged homes where mind<\/p>\n

Arrived to fathom a deep physical joy;<\/p>\n

The heart was a torch lit from infinity,<\/p>\n

The limbs were trembling densities of soul.<\/p>\n

These were the first domains, the outer courts<\/p>\n

Immense but least in range and least in price,<\/p>\n

The slightest ecstasies of the undying gods.<\/p>\n

Higher her swing of vision swept and knew,<\/p>\n

Admitted through large sapphire opening gates<\/p>\n

Into the wideness of a light beyond,<\/p>\n

These were but sumptuous decorated doors<\/p>\n

To worlds nobler, more felicitously fair.<\/p>\n

Endless aspired the climbing of those heavens;<\/p>\n

Realm upon realm received her soaring view.<\/p>\n

Then on what seemed one crown of the ascent<\/p>\n

Where finite and the infinite are one,<\/p>\n

Immune she beheld the strong immortals’ seats<\/p>\n

Who live for a
\ncelestial joy and rule<\/p>\n

The middle regions of the unfading Ray.<\/p>\n

Great forms of deities sat in deathless tiers,<\/p>\n

Eyes of an unborn gaze towards her leaned<\/p>\n

Through a transparency of crystal fire.<\/p>\n

In the beauty of bodies wrought from rapture’s lines,<\/p>\n

Shapes of entrancing sweetness stilling bliss,<\/p>\n

Feet glimmering upon the sun-stone courts of mind,<\/p>\n

Heaven’s cup-bearers bore round the Eternal’s<\/span>
\nwine;<\/p>\n

A tangle of bright bodies, of moved souls<\/p>\n

Tracing the close and intertwined delight,<\/p>\n

The harmonious tread of lives for ever joined<\/p>\n

In the passionate oneness of a mystic joy<\/p>\n

As if sun-beams made living and divine,<\/p>\n

The golden-bosomed Apsara<\/span>
\ngoddesses,<\/p>\n

In groves flooded from an argent disk of bliss<\/p>\n

That floated through a luminous sapphire dream,<\/p>\n

In a cloud of raiment lit with golden limbs<\/p>\n

And gleaming footfalls treading faery<\/span>
\nswards, <\/p>\n

\nPage – 676<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\n<\/div>\n

Virgin motions of bacchant innocences<\/span><\/p>\n

Who know their riot for a dance of God,<\/p>\n

Whirled linked in moonlit revels of the heart.<\/p>\n

Impeccable artists of unerring forms,<\/p>\n

Magician builders of sound and rhythmic words,<\/p>\n

Wind-haired Gandharvas<\/span> chanted to
\nthe ear<\/p>\n

The odes that shape the universal thought,<\/p>\n

The lines that tear the veil from Deity’s face,<\/p>\n

The rhythms that bring the sounds of wisdom’s sea.<\/p>\n

Immortal figures and illumined brows,<\/p>\n

Our great forefathers in those splendours<\/span>
\nmoved;<\/p>\n

Termless<\/span> in power and satisfied of
\nlight,<\/p>\n

They enjoyed the sense of all for which we strive.<\/p>\n

High seers, moved poets saw the eternal thoughts<\/p>\n

That, travellers<\/span> from on high,
\narrive to us<\/p>\n

Deformed by our search, tricked by costuming mind,<\/p>\n

Like gods disfigured by the pangs of birth,<\/p>\n

Seized the great words which now are frail sounds caught<\/p>\n

By difficult rapture on a mortal tongue.<\/p>\n

The strong who stumble and sin were calm proud gods.<\/p>\n

There lightning-filled with glory and with flame,<\/p>\n

Melting in waves of sympathy and sight,<\/p>\n

Smitten like a lyre that throbs to others’ bliss,<\/p>\n

Drawn by the cords of ecstasies unknown,<\/p>\n

Her human nature faint with heaven’s delight,<\/p>\n

She beheld the clasp to earth denied and bore<\/p>\n

The imperishable eyes of veilless<\/span>
\nlove.<\/p>\n

More climbed above, level to level reached,<\/p>\n

Beyond what tongue can utter or mind dream:<\/p>\n

Worlds of an infinite
\nreach crowned Nature’s stair.<\/p>\n

There was a greater tranquil sweetness there,<\/p>\n

A subtler and profounder ether’s field<\/p>\n

And mightier scheme than heavenliest sense can give.<\/p>\n

There breath carried a stream of seeing mind,<\/p>\n

Form was a tenuous raiment of the soul:<\/p>\n

Colour<\/span> was a visible tone of
\necstasy; <\/p>\n

\nPage – 677<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\n<\/div>\n

Shapes seen half immaterial by the gaze<\/p>\n

And yet voluptuously palpable<\/p>\n

Made sensible to touch the indwelling spirit.<\/p>\n

The high perfected sense illumined lived<\/p>\n

A happy vassal of the inner ray,<\/p>\n

Each feeling was the Eternal’s<\/span>
\nmighty child<\/p>\n

And every thought was a sweet burning god.<\/p>\n

Air was a luminous feeling, sound a voice,<\/p>\n

Sunlight the soul’s vision and moonlight its dream.<\/p>\n

On a wide living base of wordless calm<\/p>\n

All was a potent and a lucid joy.<\/p>\n

Into those heights her spirit went floating up<\/p>\n

Like an upsoaring<\/span> bird who mounts
\nunseen<\/p>\n

Voicing to the ascent his throbbing heart<\/p>\n

Of melody till a pause of closing wings<\/p>\n

Comes quivering in his last contented cry<\/p>\n

And he is silent with his soul discharged,<\/p>\n

Delivered of his heart’s burden of delight.<\/p>\n

Experience mounted on joy’s coloured<\/span>
\nbreast<\/p>\n

To inaccessible spheres in spiral flight.<\/p>\n

There Time dwelt with
\nEternity as one;<\/p>\n

Immense felicity joined rapt repose.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

As one drowned in a sea of splendour<\/span>
\nand bliss<\/p>\n

Mute in the maze of
\nthese surprising worlds<\/p>\n

Turning she saw their living knot and source,<\/p>\n

Key to their charm and fount of their delight,<\/p>\n

And knew him for the same who snares our lives<\/p>\n

Captured in his terrifying pitiless net,<\/p>\n

And makes the universe his prison camp<\/p>\n

And makes in his immense and vacant vasts<\/span><\/p>\n

The labour of the stars a circuit vain<\/p>\n

And death the end of every human road<\/p>\n

And grief and pain the wages of man’s toil.<\/p>\n

One whom her soul had faced as Death and Night<\/p>\n

A sum of all sweetness gathered into his limbs <\/p>\n

\nPage – 678<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\n<\/div>\n

And blinded her heart to the beauty of the suns.<\/p>\n

Transfigured was the formidable shape.<\/p>\n

His darkness and his sad destroying might<\/p>\n

Abolishing for ever and disclosing<\/p>\n

The mystery of his high and violent deeds,<\/p>\n

A secret splendour<\/span> rose revealed
\nto sight<\/p>\n

Where once the vast embodied Void had stood.<\/p>\n

Night the dim mask had grown a wonderful face.<\/p>\n

The vague infinity was slain whose gloom<\/p>\n

Had outlined from the terrible
\nUnknown<\/p>\n

The obscure disastrous figure of a god,<\/p>\n

Fled was the error that arms the hands of grief,<\/p>\n

And lighted the ignorant gulf whose hollow deeps<\/p>\n

Had given to nothingness a dreadful voice.<\/p>\n

As when before the eye that wakes in sleep<\/p>\n

Is opened the sombre<\/span> binding of a
\nbook,<\/p>\n

Illumined letterings are seen which kept<\/p>\n

A golden blaze of thought inscribed within,<\/p>\n

A marvellous<\/span> form responded to her
\ngaze<\/p>\n

Whose sweetness justified life’s blindest pain;<\/p>\n

All Nature’s struggle was its easy price,<\/p>\n

The universe and its agony seemed worth-while.<\/p>\n

As if the choric calyx of a flower<\/p>\n

Aerial, visible on music’s waves,<\/p>\n

A lotus of light-petalled<\/span> ecstasy<\/p>\n

Took shape out of the tremulous heart of things.<\/p>\n

There was no more the torment under the stars,<\/p>\n

The evil sheltered behind Nature’s mask;<\/p>\n

There was no more the dark pretence of hate,<\/p>\n

The cruel rictus<\/span> on Love’s altered
\nface.<\/p>\n

Hate was the grip of a dreadful amour’s strife;<\/p>\n

A ruthless love intent only to possess<\/p>\n

Has here replaced the
\nsweet original god;<\/p>\n

Forgetting the Will-to-love that gave it birth,<\/p>\n

The passion to lock itself in and to unite,<\/p>\n

It would swallow all into one lonely self, <\/p>\n

\nPage – 679<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\n<\/div>\n

Devouring the soul that it had made its own,<\/p>\n

By suffering and annihilation’s pain<\/p>\n

Punishing the unwillingness to be one,<\/p>\n

Angry with the refusals of the world,<\/p>\n

Passionate to take but knowing not how to give.<\/p>\n

Death’s sombre<\/span> cowl was cast from
\nNature’s brow;<\/p>\n

There lightened on her the godhead’s lurking love.<\/p>\n

All grace and glory and all divinity<\/p>\n

Were here collected in a single form;<\/p>\n

All worshipped eyes looked through his from one face;<\/p>\n

He bore all godheads in his grandiose limbs.<\/p>\n

An oceanic spirit dwelt within;<\/p>\n

Intolerant and invincible in joy<\/p>\n

A flood of freedom and transcendent bliss<\/p>\n

Into immortal lines of beauty rose.<\/p>\n

In him the fourfold Being bore its crown<\/p>\n

That wears the mystery of a nameless Name,<\/p>\n

The universe writing its tremendous sense<\/p>\n

In the inexhaustible meaning of a word.<\/p>\n

In him the architect of the visible world,<\/p>\n

At once the art and artist of his works,<\/p>\n

Spirit and seer and thinker of things seen,<\/p>\n


\nVir\u00e2t<\/font><\/span>, who lights his camp-fires
\nin the suns<\/p>\n

And the star-entangled ether is his hold,<\/p>\n

Expressed himself with Matter for his speech:<\/p>\n

Objects are his letters, forces are his words,<\/p>\n

Events are the crowded history of his life,<\/p>\n

And sea and land are the pages of
\nhis tale,<\/p>\n

Matter is his means and his spiritual sign;<\/p>\n

He hangs the thought upon a lash’s lift,<\/p>\n

In the current of the blood makes flow the soul.<\/p>\n

His is the dumb will of atom and of clod;<\/p>\n

A Will that without sense or motive acts,<\/p>\n

An Intelligence needing not to think or plan,<\/p>\n

The world creates itself invincibly;<\/p>\n

For its body is the body of the Lord <\/p>\n

\nPage – 680<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\n<\/div>\n

And in its heart stands Vir\u00e2<\/font>t<\/span>,
\nKing of kings.<\/p>\n

In him shadows his form the Golden Child<\/p>\n

Who in the Sun-capped Vast cradles his birth:<\/p>\n

Hiranyagarbha<\/span>, author of thoughts
\nand dream,<\/p>\n

Who sees the invisible and hears the sounds<\/p>\n

That never visited a mortal ear,<\/p>\n

Discoverer of unthought<\/span> realities,<\/p>\n

Truer to Truth than all we have ever known,<\/p>\n

He is the leader on the inner roads;<\/p>\n

A seer, he has entered the forbidden realms;<\/p>\n

A magician with the omnipotent wand of thought,<\/p>\n

He builds the secret uncreated worlds.<\/p>\n

Armed with the golden speech, the diamond eye,<\/p>\n

His is the vision and the prophecy:<\/p>\n

Imagist casting the formless into shape,<\/p>\n

Traveller<\/span> and hewer of the unseen
\npaths,<\/p>\n

He is the carrier of the hidden fire,<\/p>\n

He is the voice of the Ineffable,<\/p>\n

He is the invisible hunter of the light,<\/p>\n

The Angel of mysterious ecstasies,<\/p>\n

The conqueror of the kingdoms of the soul.<\/p>\n

A third spirit stood behind, their hidden cause,<\/p>\n

A mass of superconscience<\/span> closed
\nin light,<\/p>\n

Creator of things in his all-knowing sleep.<\/p>\n

All from his stillness came as grows a tree;<\/p>\n

He is our seed and core, our head and base.<\/p>\n

All light is but a flash from his closed eyes:<\/p>\n

An all-wise Truth is mystic in his heart,<\/p>\n

The omniscient Ray is shut behind his lids:<\/p>\n

He is the Wisdom that comes not by thought,<\/p>\n

His wordless silence brings the immortal word.<\/p>\n

He sleeps in the atom and the burning star,<\/p>\n

He sleeps in man and god and beast and stone:<\/p>\n

Because he is there the Inconscient does its work,<\/p>\n

Because he is there
\nthe world forgets to die,<\/p>\n

He is the centre of the circle of God, <\/p>\n

\nPage – 681<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\n<\/div>\n

He is the circumference of Nature’s run.<\/p>\n

His slumber is an Almightiness in things,<\/p>\n

Awake, he is the Eternal and Supreme.<\/p>\n

Above was the brooding bliss of the Infinite,<\/p>\n

Its omniscient and omnipotent repose,<\/p>\n

Its immobile silence absolute and alone.<\/p>\n

All powers were woven in countless concords here.<\/p>\n

The bliss that made
\nthe world in his body lived.<\/p>\n

Love and delight were
\nthe head of the sweet form,<\/p>\n

In the alluring meshes of their snare<\/p>\n

Recaptured, the proud blissful members held<\/p>\n

All joys outrunners<\/span> of the panting
\nheart<\/p>\n

And fugitive from life’s outstripped desire.<\/p>\n

Whatever vision has escaped the eye,<\/p>\n

Whatever happiness comes in dream and trance,<\/p>\n

The nectar spilled by love with trembling hands,<\/p>\n

The joy the cup of Nature cannot hold,<\/p>\n

Had crowded to the beauty of his face,<\/p>\n

Were waiting in the honey of his laugh.<\/p>\n

Things hidden by the silence of the hours,<\/p>\n

The ideas that find no voice on living lips,<\/p>\n

The soul’s pregnant meeting with infinity<\/p>\n

Had come to birth in him and taken fire:<\/p>\n

The secret whisper of the flower and star<\/p>\n

Revealed its meaning in his fathomless look.<\/p>\n

His lips curved eloquent like a rose of dawn;<\/p>\n

His smile that played with the wonder of the mind<\/p>\n

And stayed in the heart when it had left his mouth<\/p>\n

Glimmered with the radiance of the morning star<\/p>\n

Gemming the wide discovery of heaven.<\/p>\n

His gaze was the regard of eternity;<\/p>\n

The spirit of its sweet and calm intent<\/p>\n

Was a wise home of gladness and divulged<\/p>\n

The light of the ages in the mirth of the hours,<\/p>\n

A sun of wisdom in a miracled<\/span>
\ngrove.<\/p>\n

In the orchestral largeness of his mind <\/p>\n

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\n
\n<\/div>\n

All contrary seekings<\/span> their close
\nkinship knew,<\/p>\n

Rich-hearted, wonderful to each other met<\/p>\n

In the mutual marvelling<\/span> of their
\nmyriad notes<\/p>\n

And dwelt like brothers of one family<\/p>\n

Who had found their common and mysterious home.<\/p>\n

As from the harp of some ecstatic god<\/p>\n

There springs a harmony of lyric bliss<\/p>\n

Striving to leave no heavenly joy unsung,<\/p>\n

Such was the life in that embodied Light.<\/p>\n

He seemed the wideness of a boundless sky,<\/p>\n

He seemed the passion of a sorrowless<\/span>
\nearth,<\/p>\n

He seemed the burning of a world-wide sun.<\/p>\n

Two looked upon each other, Soul saw Soul.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Then like an anthem from the heart’s lucent cave<\/p>\n

A voice soared up whose magic sound could turn<\/p>\n

The poignant weeping of the earth to sobs<\/p>\n

Of rapture and her
\ncry to spirit song:<\/p>\n

“O human image of the deathless word,<\/p>\n

How hast thou seen beyond the topaz walls<\/p>\n

The gleaming sisters of the divine gate,<\/p>\n

Summoned the genii of their wakeful sleep,<\/p>\n

And under revelation’s arches forced<\/p>\n

The carved thought-shrouded doors to swing apart,<\/p>\n

Unlocked the avenues of spiritual sight<\/p>\n

And taught1<\/sup> the entries of a heavenlier state<\/p>\n

To thy rapt soul that bore the golden key?<\/p>\n

In thee the secret sight man’s blindness missed<\/p>\n

Has opened its view past Time, my chariot course,<\/p>\n

And death, my tunnel which I drive through life<\/p>\n

To reach my unseen distances of bliss.<\/p>\n

I am the hushed search of the jealous gods<\/p>\n

Pursuing my wisdom’s
\nvast mysterious word<\/p>\n

Seized in the thousand meeting ways of heaven.<\/p>\n

I am the beauty of the unveiled
\nRay<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

1<\/span><\/sup> Alternative : “Vistaed<\/span>”<\/span> <\/p>\n

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\n
\n<\/div>\n

Drawing through the deep roads of the infinite night<\/p>\n

The unconquerable pilgrim soul of earth<\/p>\n

Beneath the flaring torches of the stars.<\/p>\n

I am the inviolable Ecstasy;<\/p>\n

They who have looked on me, shall grieve no more.<\/p>\n

The eyes that live in night shall see my form.<\/p>\n

On the pale shores of
\nconscious foaming straits<\/p>\n

That flow beneath a
\ngrey tormented sky<\/p>\n

Two powers from one original ecstasy born<\/p>\n

Pace near, but parted in the life of man;<\/p>\n

One leans to earth, the other yearns to the skies:<\/p>\n

Heaven in its rapture dreams of perfect earth,<\/p>\n

Earth in its sorrow dreams of perfect heaven.<\/p>\n

The two longing to join, yet walk apart,<\/p>\n

Idly divided by their vain conceits;<\/p>\n

They are kept from their oneness by enchanted fears;<\/p>\n

Sundered mysteriously by miles of thought,<\/p>\n

They gaze across the silent gulfs of sleep.<\/p>\n

Or side by side reclined upon my vasts<\/span><\/p>\n

Like bride and bridegroom magically divorced<\/p>\n

They wake to yearn, but never can they clasp<\/p>\n

While thinly flickering hesitates uncrossed<\/p>\n

Between the lovers on their nuptial couch<\/p>\n

The shadowy eidolon of a sword.<\/p>\n

But when the phantom flame-edge fails undone,<\/p>\n

Then never more can space or time divide<\/p>\n

The lover from the loved; Space shall draw back<\/p>\n

Her great translucent curtain, Time shall be<\/p>\n

The quivering of the spirit’s endless bliss.<\/p>\n

Attend that moment of celestial fate.<\/p>\n

Meanwhile you two shall serve the dual law<\/p>\n

Which only now the scouts of vision glimpse<\/p>\n

Who pressing through the forest of their thoughts<\/p>\n

Have found the narrow bridges of the gods.<\/p>\n

Wait patient of the brittle bars of form<\/p>\n

Making division your delightful means <\/p>\n

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\n<\/div>\n

Of happy oneness rapturously enhanced<\/p>\n

By attraction in the throbbing air between.<\/p>\n

Yet if thou wouldst abandon the vexed world,<\/p>\n

Careless of the dark moan of things below,<\/p>\n

Tread down the isthmus, overleap the flood,<\/p>\n

Cancel thy contract with the labouring<\/span>
\nForce,<\/p>\n

Renounce the tie that joins thee to earth-kind,<\/p>\n

Cast off thy sympathy with mortal hearts.<\/p>\n

Arise, vindicate thy spirit’s conquered right:<\/p>\n

Relinquishing thy charge of transient breath,<\/p>\n

Under the cold gaze of the indifferent stars<\/p>\n

Leaving thy borrowed body on the sod,<\/p>\n

Ascend, O soul, into thy blissful home.<\/p>\n

Here in the playground of the eternal Child<\/p>\n

Or in domains the wise Immortals tread<\/p>\n

Roam with thy comrade splendour<\/span>
\nunder skies<\/p>\n

Spiritual lit by an unsetting sun,<\/p>\n

As godheads live who care not for the world<\/p>\n

And share not in the toil of Nature’s powers:<\/p>\n

Absorbed in their self-ecstasy they dwell.<\/p>\n

Cast off the ambiguous myth of earth’s desire,<\/p>\n

O immortal, to felicity arise.”<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

On Savitri listening in her tranquil heart<\/p>\n

To the harmony of the ensnaring voice<\/p>\n

A joy exceeding earth’s and heaven’s poured down,<\/p>\n

The bliss of an unknown eternity,<\/p>\n

A rapture from some waiting Infinite.<\/p>\n

A smile came rippling out in her wide eyes,<\/p>\n

Its confident felicity’s messenger<\/p>\n

As if the first beam of the morning sun<\/p>\n

Rippled along two
\nwakened lotus-pools:<\/p>\n

“O besetter<\/span> of man’s soul with
\nlife and death<\/p>\n

And the world’s pleasure and pain and Day and Night,<\/p>\n

Tempting his heart with the far lure of heaven,<\/p>\n

Testing his strength with the close touch of hell, <\/p>\n

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\n
\n<\/div>\n

I climb not to thy everlasting Day,<\/p>\n

Even as I have shunned thy eternal Night.<\/p>\n

To me who turn not from thy terrestrial Way,<\/p>\n

Give back the other
\nself my nature asks,<\/p>\n

Thy spaces need him not to help their joy;<\/p>\n

Earth needs his beautiful spirit made by thee<\/p>\n

To fling delight down like a net of gold.<\/p>\n

Earth is the chosen place of mightiest souls;<\/p>\n

Earth is the heroic spirit’s battlefield,<\/p>\n

The forge where the Arch-mason<\/span>
\nshapes his works.<\/p>\n

Thy servitudes on earth are greater,
\nking,<\/p>\n

Than all the glorious liberties of heaven.<\/p>\n

The heavens were once to me my natural home,<\/p>\n

I too have wandered in star-jewelled<\/span>
\ngroves,<\/p>\n

Paced sun-gold pastures and moon-silver swards<\/p>\n

And heard the harping laughter of their streams<\/p>\n

And lingered under branches dropping myrrh;<\/p>\n

I too have revelled<\/span> in the fields
\nof light<\/p>\n

Touched by the ethereal raiment of the winds,<\/p>\n

Thy wonder-rounds of music I have trod,<\/p>\n

Lived in the rhyme of bright unlabouring<\/span>
\nthoughts,<\/p>\n

I have beat swift harmonies of rapture vast,<\/p>\n

Danced in spontaneous measures of the soul<\/p>\n

The great and easy dances of the gods.<\/p>\n

Oh, fragrant are the lanes thy children walk<\/p>\n

And lovely is the memory of their feet<\/p>\n

Amid the wonder-flowers of Paradise:<\/p>\n

A heavier tread is mine, a mightier touch.<\/p>\n

There where the gods and demons battle in night<\/p>\n

Or wrestle on the borders of the Sun,<\/p>\n

Taught by the sweetness and the pain of life<\/p>\n

To bear the uneven strenuous beat that throbs<\/p>\n

Against the edge of some divinest<\/span>
\nhope,<\/p>\n

To dare the impossible with these pangs of search,<\/p>\n

In me the spirit of immortal love<\/p>\n

Stretches its arms out to embrace mankind. <\/p>\n

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\n
\n<\/div>\n

Too far thy heavens for me from suffering men.<\/p>\n

Imperfect is the joy not shared by all.<\/p>\n

Oh to spread forth,
\noh to encircle and seize<\/p>\n

More hearts till love in us has filled thy world!<\/p>\n

O life, the life
\nbeneath the wheeling stars<\/p>\n

For victory in the tournament with death,<\/p>\n

For bending of the fierce and difficult bow,<\/p>\n

For flashing of the splendid sword of God!<\/p>\n

O thou who soundest<\/span> the trumpet in
\nthe lists,<\/p>\n

Part not the handle from the untried steel,<\/p>\n

Take not the warrior with his blow unstruck<\/span>.<\/p>\n

Are there not still a million fights to wage?<\/p>\n

O King-smith, clang on still thy toil begun,<\/p>\n

Weld us to one in thy strong smithy of life.<\/p>\n

Thy fine-curved jewelled<\/span> hilt call
\nSavitri,<\/p>\n

Thy blade’s exultant smile name Satyavan.<\/p>\n

Fashion to beauty, point us through the world.<\/p>\n

Break not the lyre before the song is found;<\/p>\n

Are there not still unnumbered chants to weave?<\/p>\n

O subtle-souled<\/span> musician of the
\nyears,<\/p>\n

Play out what thou hast fluted on my stops;<\/p>\n

Arise from the strain their first wild plaint divined<\/p>\n

And that discover which is yet unsung.<\/p>\n

I know that I can lift man’s soul to God,<\/p>\n

I know that he can bring the Immortal down.<\/p>\n

Our will labours<\/span> permitted by thy
\nwill<\/p>\n

And without thee an empty roar of storm,<\/p>\n

A senseless whirlwind is the
\ntitan’s force<\/p>\n

And without thee a snare the strength of gods.<\/p>\n

Let not the inconscient gulf swallow man’s race<\/p>\n

That through earth’s ignorance struggles towards the Light.<\/p>\n

O
\nthunderer<\/span> with the lightnings<\/span> of the soul,<\/p>\n

Give not to darkness and to death thy sun,<\/p>\n

Achieve thy wisdom’s hidden firm decree<\/p>\n

And the mandate of thy secret world-wide love.”<\/p>\n

Her words failed lost in thought’s immensities <\/p>\n

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\n<\/div>\n

Which seized them at the limits of their cry<\/p>\n

And hid their meaning in the distances<\/p>\n

That stir to more than ever speech has won<\/p>\n

From the Unthinkable, end of all our thought,<\/p>\n

And the Ineffable from whom all words come.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Then with a smile august as noonday heavens<\/p>\n

The godhead of the vision wonderful:<\/p>\n

“How shall earth-nature and man’s nature rise<\/p>\n

To the celestial levels, yet earth abide?<\/p>\n

Heaven and earth towards each other gaze<\/p>\n

Across a gulf that few can cross; none touch,<\/p>\n

Arriving through a vague ethereal mist<\/p>\n

Out of which all things form that move in space,<\/p>\n

The shore that all can see but never reach.<\/p>\n

Heaven’s light visits sometimes the mind of earth;<\/p>\n

Its thoughts burn in her sky like lonely stars;<\/p>\n

In her heart there move celestial seekings<\/span>
\nsoft<\/p>\n

And beautiful like fluttering wings of birds,<\/p>\n

Visions of joy that she can never win<\/p>\n

Traverse the fading mirror of her dreams.<\/p>\n

Faint seeds of light and bliss bear sorrowful flowers,<\/p>\n

Faint harmonies caught from a half-heard song<\/p>\n

Fall swooning mid the wandering voices’ jar,<\/p>\n

Foam from the tossing luminous seas where dwells<\/p>\n

The beautiful and far delight of gods,<\/p>\n

Raptures unknown a miracled<\/span>
\nhappiness<\/p>\n

Thrill her and pass half-shaped to mind and sense.<\/p>\n

Above her little finite steps she feels,<\/p>\n

Careless of knot or pause, worlds which weave out<\/p>\n

A strange perfection beyond law and rule,<\/p>\n

A universe of self-found felicity,<\/p>\n

An inexpressible rhythm of timeless beats,<\/p>\n

The many-movemented<\/span> heart-beats of
\nthe One,<\/p>\n

Magic of the boundless harmonies of self,<\/p>\n

Order of the freedom of the infinite, <\/p>\n

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\n
\n<\/div>\n

The wonder-plastics of the Absolute.<\/p>\n

There is the All-Truth and there the timeless bliss.<\/p>\n

But hers are fragments of a star-lost gleam,<\/p>\n

Hers are but careless visits of the gods.<\/p>\n

They are a Light that fails, a Word soon hushed<\/p>\n

And nothing they mean can stay for long on earth.<\/p>\n

There are high glimpses, not the lasting sight.<\/p>\n

A few can climb to an unperishing<\/span>
\nsun,<\/p>\n

Or live on the edges of the mystic moon<\/p>\n

And channel to earth-mind the wizard ray.<\/p>\n

The heroes and the demi-gods are few<\/p>\n

To whom the close immortal voices speak<\/p>\n

And to their acts the heavenly clan are near.<\/p>\n

Few are the silences in which Truth is heard,<\/p>\n

Unveiling the timeless utterance in her deeps;<\/p>\n

Few are the splendid moments of the seers.<\/p>\n

Heaven’s call is rare, rarer the heart that heeds;<\/p>\n

The doors of light are sealed to common mind,<\/p>\n

And earth’s needs nail to earth the human mass,<\/p>\n

Only in an uplifting hour of stress<\/p>\n

Men answer to the touch of greater things:<\/p>\n

Or, raised by some strong hand to breathe heaven-air,<\/p>\n

They slide back to the mud from which they climbed;<\/p>\n

In the mud of which they are made, whose law they know<\/p>\n

They joy in safe return to a friendly base,<\/p>\n

And, though something in them weeps for
\nthe glory lost<\/p>\n

And greatness murdered, they accept their fall.<\/p>\n

To be the common man they think the best,<\/p>\n

To live as others live is their delight.<\/p>\n

For most are built on Nature’s earthly plan<\/p>\n

And owe small debt to a superior plane;<\/p>\n

The human average is their level pitch,<\/p>\n

A thinking animal’s material range.<\/p>\n

In the long ever-mounting hierarchy,<\/p>\n

In the stark economy of cosmic life<\/p>\n

Each creature to its appointed task and place <\/p>\n

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\n
\n<\/div>\n

Is bound by his nature’s form, his spirit’s force.<\/p>\n

If this were easily disturbed, it would break<\/p>\n

The settled balance of created things;<\/p>\n

The perpetual order of the universe<\/p>\n

Would tremble, and a gap yawn in woven Fate.<\/p>\n

If men were not and all were brilliant gods,<\/p>\n

The mediating stair would then be lost<\/p>\n

By which the spirit awake in Matter winds<\/p>\n

Accepting the circuits of the
\nMiddle Way,<\/p>\n

By heavy toil and slow aeonic<\/span>
\nsteps<\/p>\n

Reaching the bright miraculous fringe of God,<\/p>\n

Into the glory of the Oversoul<\/span>.<\/p>\n

My will, my call is there in men and things;<\/p>\n

But the Inconscient lies at the world’s grey back<\/p>\n

And draws to its breast of Night and Death and Sleep.<\/p>\n

Imprisoned in its dark and dumb abyss<\/p>\n

A little consciousness it lets escape<\/p>\n

But jealous of the growing light holds back<\/p>\n

Close to the obscure edges of its cave<\/p>\n

As if a fond ignorant mother kept her child<\/p>\n

Tied to her apron strings of Nescience.<\/p>\n

The Inconscient could not read without man’s mind<\/p>\n

The mystery of the world its sleep has made:<\/p>\n

Man is its key to unlock a conscious door.<\/p>\n

But still it holds him dangled in its grasp:<\/p>\n

It draws its giant circle round his thoughts,<\/p>\n

It shuts his heart to
\nthe supernal Light,<\/p>\n

A high and dazzling limit shines above,<\/p>\n

A black and blinding border rules below:<\/p>\n

His mind is closed between two firmaments.<\/p>\n

He seeks through words and images the Truth,<\/p>\n

And, poring on surfaces and brute outsides<\/p>\n

Or dipping cautious feet in shallow seas,<\/p>\n

Even his Knowledge is an Ignorance.<\/p>\n

He is barred out from his own inner depths;<\/p>\n

He cannot look on the face of the Unknown. <\/p>\n

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\n
\n<\/div>\n

How shall he see with the Omniscient’s<\/span>
\neyes,<\/p>\n

How shall he will with the Omnipotent’s<\/span>
\nforce?<\/p>\n

O too compassionate and eager Dawn,<\/p>\n

Leave to the circling aeons<\/span>‘ tardy
\npace<\/p>\n

And to the working of the inconscient Will,<\/p>\n

Leave to its imperfect light the earthly race:<\/p>\n

All shall be done by the long act of Time.<\/p>\n

Although the race is bound by its own kind,<\/p>\n

The soul in man is greater than his fate:<\/p>\n

Above the wash and surge of Time and Space,<\/p>\n

Disengaging from the cosmic commonalty<\/p>\n

By which all life is kin in grief and joy,<\/p>\n

Delivered from the universal Law<\/p>\n

The sun-like<\/span> single and
\ntranscendent spirit<\/p>\n

Can blaze its way through the mind’s barrier wall<\/p>\n

And burn alone in the eternal sky,<\/p>\n

Inhabitant of a wide and endless calm.<\/p>\n

O Flame, withdraw
\ninto thy luminous self<\/p>\n

Or else return to thy original might<\/p>\n

On a seer-summit above thought and world;<\/p>\n

Partner of my unhoured<\/span> eternity,<\/p>\n

Be one with the infinity of my power:<\/p>\n

For thou art the World Mother and the Bride.<\/p>\n

Out of the fruitless yearning of earth’s life,<\/p>\n

Out of her feeble unconvincing dream,<\/p>\n

Recovering wings that cross infinity<\/p>\n

Pass back into the Power from which thou cam’st<\/span>.<\/p>\n

To that thou canst uplift thy formless flight,<\/p>\n

Thy heart can rise from its unsatisfied beats<\/p>\n

And feel the immortal and spiritual joy<\/p>\n

Of a soul that never lost felicity.<\/p>\n

Lift up the fallen heart of love which flutters,<\/p>\n

Cast down desire’s abyss into the gulfs.<\/p>\n

For ever rescued out of Nature’s shapes<\/p>\n

Discover what the aimless cycles want,<\/p>\n

There intertwined with all thy life has meant, <\/p>\n

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\n
\n<\/div>\n

Here vainly sought in a terrestrial form.<\/p>\n

Break into eternity thy mortal mould;<\/p>\n

Melt, Lightning, into
\nthy invisible flame.<\/p>\n

Clasp, Ocean, deep into thyself thy wave,<\/p>\n

Happy for ever in the embosoming surge.<\/p>\n

Grow one with the
\nstill passion of the depths,<\/p>\n

Then shalt thou know the Lover and the Loved,<\/p>\n

Leaving the limits dividing him and thee.<\/p>\n

Receive him into boundless Savitri,<\/p>\n

Lose thyself into
\ninfinite Satyavan,<\/p>\n

O miracle where thou beganst<\/span>
\nthere cease!”<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

But Savitri answered to the radiant God:<\/p>\n

“In vain thou temptst<\/span> with
\nsolitary bliss<\/p>\n

Two spirits saved out of a suffering world;<\/p>\n

My soul and his indissolubly linked<\/p>\n

In the one task for which our lives were born,<\/p>\n

To raise the world to God in deathless Light,<\/p>\n

To bring God down to the world on earth we came,<\/p>\n

To change the earthly life to life divine.<\/p>\n

I keep my will to save the world and man;<\/p>\n

Even the charm of thy alluring voice,<\/p>\n

O blissful godhead,
\ncannot seize and snare.<\/p>\n

I sacrifice not earth to happier worlds.<\/p>\n

Because there dwelt the Eternal’s<\/span>
\nvast Idea<\/p>\n

And his dynamic will in men and things,<\/p>\n

So only could the enormous scene begin.<\/p>\n

Whence came this profitless wilderness of stars,<\/p>\n

This mighty barren wheeling of the suns?<\/p>\n

Who made the soul of futile life in Time,<\/p>\n

Planted a purpose and a hope in the heart,<\/p>\n

Set Nature to a huge and meaningless task<\/p>\n

Or planned her million-aeoned<\/span>
\neffort’s waste?<\/p>\n

What force condemned to birth and death and tears<\/p>\n

These conscious creatures crawling on the globe?<\/p>\n

If earth can look up to the light of heaven<\/p>\n

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\n
\n<\/div>\n

And hear an answer to her lonely cry,<\/p>\n

Not vain their meeting, nor heaven’s touch a snare.<\/p>\n

If thou and I are true, the world is true;<\/p>\n

Although thou hide thyself behind thy works,<\/p>\n

To be is not a senseless paradox;<\/p>\n

Since God has made earth, earth must make in her God;<\/p>\n

What hides within her breast she must reveal.<\/p>\n

I claim thee for the world that thou hast made.<\/p>\n

If man lives bound by his humanity,<\/p>\n

If he is tied for ever to his pain,<\/p>\n

Let a greater being then arise from man,<\/p>\n

The superhuman with the Eternal mate<\/p>\n

And the Immortal shine through earthly forms.<\/p>\n

Else were creation vain and this great world<\/p>\n

A nothing that in Time’s moments seems to be.<\/p>\n

But I have seen through the insentient mask;<\/p>\n

I have felt a secret spirit stir in things<\/p>\n

Carrying the body of the growing God:<\/p>\n

It looks through veiling forms at veilless<\/span>
\ntruth,<\/p>\n

It pushes back the
\ncurtain of the gods;<\/p>\n

It climbs towards its own eternity.”<\/p>\n

But the god answered to the woman’s heart:<\/p>\n

“O living power of the incarnate Word,<\/p>\n

All that the Spirit has dreamed thou canst create:<\/p>\n

Thou art the force by which I made the worlds,<\/p>\n

Thou art my vision and my will and voice.<\/p>\n

But knowledge too is thine<\/span>, the
\nworld-plan thou knowest<\/span><\/p>\n

And the tardy process of the pace of Time.<\/p>\n

In the impetuous drive of thy heart of flame,<\/p>\n

In thy passion to deliver man and earth,<\/p>\n

Indignant at the impediments of Time<\/p>\n

And the slow evolution’s sluggard steps,<\/p>\n

Lead not the spirit in an ignorant world<\/p>\n

To dare too soon the adventure of the Light,<\/p>\n

Pushing the bound and slumbering god in man<\/p>\n

Awakened mid the ineffable silences <\/p>\n

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\n
\n<\/div>\n

Into endless vistas of the unknown and unseen,<\/p>\n

Across the last confines of the limiting Mind<\/p>\n

And the Superconscient’s<\/span> perilous
\nborder line<\/p>\n

Into the danger of the Infinite.<\/p>\n

But if thou wilt not wait for Time and God,<\/p>\n

Do then thy work and force thy will on Fate.<\/p>\n

As I have taken from thee my load of night<\/p>\n

And taken from thee my twilight’s doubts and dreams,<\/p>\n

So now I take my light of utter Day.<\/p>\n

These are my symbol kingdoms but not here<\/p>\n

Can the great choice be made that fixes fate<\/p>\n

Or uttered the sanction of the Voice supreme.<\/p>\n

Arise upon a ladder of greater worlds<\/p>\n

To the infinity where no world can be.<\/p>\n

But not in the wide air where a greater Life<\/p>\n

Uplifts its mystery and its miracle,<\/p>\n

And not on the luminous peaks of summit Mind,<\/p>\n

Or in the hold where subtle Matter’s spirit<\/p>\n

Hides in its light of shimmering secrecies,<\/p>\n

Can there be heard the Eternal’s<\/span>
\nfirm command<\/p>\n

That joins the head of destiny to its base.<\/p>\n

These only are the mediating links;<\/p>\n

Not theirs is the originating sight<\/p>\n

Nor the fulfilling act or last support<\/p>\n

That bears perpetually the cosmic pile.<\/p>\n

Two are the Powers that hold the ends of Time;<\/p>\n

Spirit foresees, Matter unfolds its thought,<\/p>\n

The dumb executor of God’s decrees,<\/p>\n

Omitting no iota and no dot,<\/p>\n

Agent unquestioning, inconscient, stark,<\/p>\n

Evolving inevitably a charged content,<\/p>\n

Intention of his force in Time and Space,<\/p>\n

In animate beings and
\ninanimate things<\/p>\n

Immutably it fulfils
\nits ordered task.<\/p>\n

It cancels not a tittle<\/span> of things
\ndone;<\/p>\n

Unswerving from the oracular command <\/p>\n

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\n
\n<\/div>\n

It alters not the steps of the Unseen.<\/p>\n

If thou must indeed deliver man and earth<\/p>\n

On the spiritual heights, look down on life,<\/p>\n

Discover the truth of God and man and world;<\/p>\n

Then do thy task knowing and seeing all.<\/p>\n

Ascend, O soul, into thy timeless self;<\/p>\n

Choose destiny’s curve and stamp thy will on Time.”<\/p>\n

He ended and upon the falling sound<\/p>\n

A power went forth that shook the founded spheres<\/p>\n

And loosed the stakes that hold the tents of form.<\/p>\n

Absolved from vision’s grip and the folds of thought,<\/p>\n

Rapt from her sense like disappearing scenes<\/p>\n

In the stupendous theatre of Space<\/p>\n

The heaven-worlds vanished in spiritual light.<\/p>\n

A movement was abroad, a cry, a word,<\/p>\n

Beginningless<\/span> in its vast
\ndiscovery,<\/p>\n

Momentless<\/span> in its unthinkable
\nreturn:<\/p>\n

Choired in calm seas she heard the eternal Thought<\/p>\n

Rhythming<\/span> itself abroad
\nunutterably<\/p>\n

In spaceless<\/span> orbits and on
\ntimeless roads.<\/p>\n

In an ineffable world she lived fulfilled.<\/p>\n

An energy of the triune Infinite,<\/p>\n

In a measureless Reality she dwelt,<\/p>\n

A rapture and a being and a force,<\/p>\n

A linked and myriad-motioned plenitude,<\/p>\n

A virgin unity, a luminous spouse,<\/p>\n

Housing a multitudinous embrace<\/p>\n

To marry all in God’s immense delight,<\/p>\n

Bearing the eternity of every spirit,<\/p>\n

Bearing the burden of universal love,<\/p>\n

A wonderful mother of unnumbered souls.<\/p>\n

All things she knew,
\nall things imagined or willed;<\/p>\n

Her ear was opened to ideal sound,<\/p>\n

Shape the convention
\nbound no more her sight,<\/p>\n

A thousand doors of oneness was her heart.<\/p>\n

A crypt and sanctuary of brooding light <\/p>\n

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\n
\n<\/div>\n

Appeared, the last recess of things beyond.<\/p>\n

Then in its round the enormous fiat paused,<\/p>\n

Silence gave back to the Unknowable<\/p>\n

All it had given. Still was her listening thought.<\/p>\n

The form of things had ceased within her soul.<\/p>\n

Invisible that perfect godhead now.<\/p>\n

Around her some tremendous spirit lived,<\/p>\n

Mysterious flame around a melting pearl,<\/p>\n

And in the phantom of abolished Space<\/p>\n

There was a voice unheard by ears that cried:<\/p>\n

“Choose, spirit, thy supreme choice not given again;<\/p>\n

For now from my highest being looks at thee<\/p>\n

The nameless formless peace where all things rest.<\/p>\n

In a happy vast sublime cessation know,—<\/p>\n

An immense extinction in eternity,<\/p>\n

A point that disappears in the infinite,—<\/p>\n

Felicity of the extinguished flame,<\/p>\n

Last sinking of a wave in a boundless sea,<\/p>\n

End of the trouble of thy wandering thoughts,<\/p>\n

Close of the journeying of thy pilgrim soul.<\/p>\n

Accept, O music, weariness of thy notes,<\/p>\n

O stream, wide breaking of thy channel banks.”<\/p>\n

The moments fell into eternity.<\/p>\n

But someone yearned within a bosom unknown.<\/p>\n

And silently the woman’s heart replied:<\/p>\n

“Thy peace, O Lord, a boon within to keep<\/p>\n

Amid the roar and ruin of wild Time<\/p>\n

For the magnificent soul of man on earth.<\/p>\n

Thy calm, O Lord, that bears thy hands of joy.”<\/p>\n

Limitless like ocean round a lonely isle<\/p>\n

A second time the eternal cry arose:<\/p>\n

“Wide open are the ineffable gates in front.<\/p>\n

My spirit leans down to break the knot of earth,<\/p>\n

Amorous of oneness without thought or sign<\/p>\n

To cast down wall and fence, to strip heaven bare,<\/p>\n

See with the large eye of infinity, <\/p>\n

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\n
\n<\/div>\n

Unweave the stars and into silence pass.”<\/p>\n

In an immense and world-destroying pause<\/p>\n

She heard a million creatures cry to her.<\/p>\n

Through the tremendous stillness of her thoughts<\/p>\n

Immeasurably the woman’s nature spoke:<\/p>\n

“Thy oneness, Lord, in many approaching hearts,<\/p>\n

My sweet infinity of thy numberless souls.”<\/p>\n

Mightily retreating like a sea in ebb<\/p>\n

A third time swelled the great admonishing call:<\/p>\n

“I spread abroad the refuge of my wings.<\/p>\n

Out of its incommunicable deeps<\/p>\n

My power looks forth of mightiest splendour<\/span>,
\nstilled<\/p>\n

Into its majesty of sleep, withdrawn<\/p>\n

Above the dreadful whirlings<\/span> of
\nthe world.”<\/p>\n

A sob of things was answer to the voice,<\/p>\n

And passionately the woman’s heart replied:<\/p>\n

“Thy energy, Lord, to seize on woman and man,<\/p>\n

To take all things and creatures in their grief<\/p>\n

And gather them into a mother’s arms.”<\/p>\n

Solemn and distant like a seraph’s lyre<\/p>\n

A last great time the warning sound was heard:<\/p>\n

“I open the wide eye of solitude<\/p>\n

To uncover the voiceless rapture of my bliss,<\/p>\n

Where in a pure and exquisite hush it lies<\/p>\n

Motionless in its slumber of ecstasy,<\/p>\n

Resting from the sweet madness of the dance<\/p>\n

Out of whose beat the throb of hearts was born.”<\/p>\n

Breaking the silence with appeal and cry<\/p>\n

A hymn of adoration tireless climbed,<\/p>\n

A music beat of winged uniting souls,<\/p>\n

Then all the woman yearningly replied:<\/p>\n

“Thy embrace which rends the living knot of pain,<\/p>\n

Thy joy, O Lord, in which all creatures breathe,<\/p>\n

Thy magic flowing waters of deep love,<\/p>\n

Thy sweetness give to me for earth and men.” <\/p>\n

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\n
\n<\/div>\n

Then after silence
\na still blissful cry<\/p>\n

Began, such as arose from the Infinite<\/p>\n

When the first whisperings of a strange delight<\/p>\n

Imagined in its deep the joy to seek,<\/p>\n

The passion to discover and to touch,<\/p>\n

The enamoured<\/span> laugh which rhymed
\nthe chanting worlds:<\/p>\n

“O beautiful body of the incarnate Word,<\/p>\n

Thy thoughts are mine, I have spoken with thy voice.<\/p>\n

My will is thine<\/span>,
\nwhat thou hast chosen I choose.<\/p>\n

All thou hast asked I give to earth and men.<\/p>\n

All shall be written out in destiny’s book<\/p>\n

By my trustee of thought and plan and act,<\/p>\n

The executor of my will, eternal Time.<\/p>\n

But since thou hast refused my maimless<\/span>
\nCalm<\/p>\n

And turned from my termless<\/span> peace
\nin which is expunged<\/p>\n

The visage of Space, and the shape of Time is lost,<\/p>\n

And from happy extinction of thy separate self<\/p>\n

In my uncompanioned lone eternity,—<\/p>\n

For not for thee the nameless worldless<\/span>
\nNought<\/span>,<\/p>\n

Annihilation of thy living soul<\/p>\n

And the end of thought and hope and life and love<\/p>\n

In the blank measureless Unknowable,—<\/p>\n

Because thou hast
\nobeyed my timeless will<\/p>\n

I lay my hands upon thy soul of flame,<\/p>\n

I lay my hands upon thy heart of love,<\/p>\n

I yoke thee to my power of work in Time.<\/p>\n

Because thou hast obeyed my timeless will,<\/p>\n

Because thou hast chosen to share earth’s struggle and fate<\/p>\n

And leaned in pity over earth-bound men<\/p>\n

And turned aside to help and yearned to save,<\/p>\n

I bind by thy heart’s passion thy heart to mine<\/p>\n

And lay my splendid yoke upon thy soul.<\/p>\n

Now will I do in thee my marvellous<\/span>
\nworks.<\/p>\n

I will fasten thy nature with my cords of strength,<\/p>\n

Subdue to my delight thy spirit’s limbs<\/p>\n

And make thee a vivid knot of all my bliss, <\/p>\n

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\n
\n<\/div>\n

And build in thee my proud and crystal home.<\/p>\n

Thy days shall be my shafts of power and light,<\/p>\n

Thy nights my starry mysteries of joy<\/p>\n

And all my clouds lie tangled in thy hair<\/p>\n

And all my springtides marry in thy mouth.<\/p>\n

O Sun-Word, thou shalt raise the earth-soul to Light<\/p>\n

And bring down God into the lives of men;<\/p>\n

Earth shall be my work-chamber and my house,<\/p>\n

My garden of life to plant a seed divine.<\/p>\n

When all thy work in human time is done,<\/p>\n

The mind of earth shall be a home of light,<\/p>\n

The life of earth a tree growing towards heaven,<\/p>\n

The body of earth a tabernacle of God.<\/p>\n

Awakened from the mortal’s ignorance<\/p>\n

Men shall be lit with the Eternal’s<\/span>
\nray<\/p>\n

And the glory of my sun-lift in their thoughts<\/p>\n

And feel in their hearts the sweetness of my love<\/p>\n

And in their acts my Power’s miraculous drive.<\/p>\n

My will shall be the meaning of their days;<\/p>\n

Living for me, by me, in me they shall live.<\/p>\n

In the heart of my creation’s mystery<\/p>\n

I will enact the drama of thy soul,<\/p>\n

Inscribe the long romance of Thee and Me.<\/p>\n

I will pursue thee across the century;<\/p>\n

Thou shalt be hunted through the world by love,<\/p>\n

Naked of ignorance’ protecting veil<\/p>\n

And without covert from my radiant gods.<\/p>\n

No shape shall screen
\nthee from my divine desire.<\/p>\n

Nowhere shalt thou escape my living eyes.<\/p>\n

In the nudity of thy
\ndiscovered self<\/p>\n

In a bare identity with all that is,<\/p>\n

Disrobed of thy covering of humanity,<\/p>\n

Divested of the dense veil of human thought,<\/p>\n

Made one with every mind and body and heart,<\/p>\n

Made one with all nature and with
\nself and God,<\/p>\n

Summing in thy single soul my mystic world <\/p>\n

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\n
\n<\/div>\n

I will possess in thee my universe,<\/p>\n

The universe find all I am in thee.<\/p>\n

Thou shalt bear all things that all things may change,<\/p>\n

Thou shalt fill all with my splendour<\/span>
\nand my bliss,<\/p>\n

Thou shalt meet all with
\nmy transmuting soul.<\/p>\n

Assailed by my infinitudes above,<\/p>\n

And quivering in immensities below,<\/p>\n

Pursued by me through my mind’s wall-less vast,<\/p>\n

Oceanic with the surges of my life,<\/p>\n

A swimmer lost between two leaping seas<\/p>\n

By my outer pains and inner sweetnesses<\/span><\/p>\n

Finding my joy in my opposite mysteries<\/p>\n

Thou shalt respond to me from every nerve.<\/p>\n

A vision shall compel thy coursing breath,<\/p>\n

Thy heart shall drive thee on the wheel of works,<\/p>\n

Thy mind shall urge thee through the flames of thought,<\/p>\n

To meet me in the abyss and on the heights,<\/p>\n

To feel me in the
\ntempest and the calm<\/p>\n

And love me in the noble and the vile,<\/p>\n

In beautiful things and terrible desire.<\/p>\n

The pains of hell shall be to thee my kiss,<\/p>\n

The flowers of heaven persuade thee with my touch.<\/p>\n

My fiercest masks shall my attractions bring.<\/p>\n

Music shall find thee in the voice of swords,<\/p>\n

Beauty pursue thee through the core of flame.<\/p>\n

Thou shalt know me in the rolling of the spheres<\/p>\n

And cross me in the atoms of the whirl.<\/p>\n

The wheeling forces of my universe<\/p>\n

Shall cry to thee the summons of my name.<\/p>\n

Delight shall drop down from my nectarous moon,<\/p>\n

My fragrance seize thee in the jasmine’s snare,<\/p>\n

My eye shall look upon thee from the sun.<\/p>\n

Mirror of Nature’s secret spirit made,<\/p>\n

Thou shalt reflect my hidden heart of joy,<\/p>\n

Thou shalt drink down my sweetness unalloyed<\/p>\n

In my pure lotus-cup of starry brim. <\/p>\n

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\n<\/div>\n

My dreadful hands laid on thy bosom shall force<\/p>\n

Thy being bathed in fiercest longings’ streams.<\/p>\n

Thou shalt discover
\nthe one and quivering note<\/p>\n

And cry, the harp of all my melodies,<\/p>\n

And roll, my foaming wave in seas of love.<\/p>\n

Even my disasters’ clutch shall be to thee<\/p>\n

The ordeal of my rapture’s contrary shape:<\/p>\n

In pain’s self shall smile on thee my secret face:<\/p>\n

Thou shalt bear my ruthless beauty unabridged<\/p>\n

Amid the world’s intolerable wrongs,<\/p>\n

Trampled by the violent misdeeds of Time<\/p>\n

Cry out to the ecstasy of my rapture’s touch.<\/p>\n

All beings shall be to thy life my emissaries;<\/p>\n

Drawn to me on the bosom of thy friend,<\/p>\n

Compelled to meet me in thy enemy’s eyes,<\/p>\n

My creatures shall demand me from thy heart.<\/p>\n

Thou shalt not shrink from any brother soul.<\/p>\n

Thou shalt be attracted helplessly to all.<\/p>\n

Men seeing thee shall feel my hands of joy,<\/p>\n

In sorrow’s pangs feel steps of the world’s delight,<\/p>\n

Their life experience its tumultuous shock<\/p>\n

In the mutual craving of two opposites.<\/p>\n

Hearts touched by thy love shall answer to my call,<\/p>\n

Discover the ancient music of the spheres<\/p>\n

In the revealing accents of thy voice,<\/p>\n

And nearer draw to me because thou art:<\/p>\n

Enamoured<\/span> of thy spirit’s
\nloveliness<\/p>\n

They shall embrace my body in thy soul,<\/p>\n

Hear in thy life the beauty of my laugh,<\/p>\n

Know the thrilled bliss with which I made the worlds.<\/p>\n

All that thou hast, shall be for others’ bliss,<\/p>\n

All that thou art, shall to my hands belong.<\/p>\n

I will pour delight from thee as from a jar,<\/p>\n

I will whirl thee as my chariot through the ways,<\/p>\n

I will use thee as my sword and as my lyre,<\/p>\n

I will play on thee my minstrelsies of thought. <\/p>\n

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\n<\/div>\n

And when thou art vibrant with all ecstasy,<\/p>\n

And when thou liv’st<\/span> one spirit
\nwith all things,<\/p>\n

Then will I spare thee not my living fires,<\/p>\n

But make thee a channel for my timeless force.<\/p>\n

My hidden presence led thee unknowing on<\/p>\n

From thy beginning in earth’s voiceless bosom<\/p>\n

Through life and pain and time and will and death,<\/p>\n

Through outer shocks and inner silences<\/p>\n

Along the mystic roads of Space and Time<\/p>\n

To the experience which all Nature hides.<\/p>\n

Who hunts and seizes me, my captive grows:<\/p>\n

This shalt thou henceforth learn from thy heart-beats.<\/p>\n

For ever love, O beautiful slave of God!<\/p>\n

O lasso of my rapture’s widening noose,<\/p>\n

Become my cord of universal love.<\/p>\n

The spirit ensnared by thee force to delight<\/p>\n

Of creation’s oneness sweet and fathomless,<\/p>\n

Compelled to embrace my myriad unities<\/p>\n

And all my endless forms and divine souls.<\/p>\n

O Mind, grow full of the eternal peace;<\/p>\n

O Word, cry out the immortal litany:<\/p>\n

Built is the golden tower, the flame-child born.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

“Descend to life with him thy heart desires.<\/p>\n

O Satyavan, O luminous Savitri,<\/p>\n

I sent you forth of old beneath the stars,<\/p>\n

A dual power of God in an ignorant world,<\/p>\n

In a hedged creation shut from limitless self,<\/p>\n

Bringing down God to the insentient globe,<\/p>\n

Lifting earth-beings to immortality.<\/p>\n

In the world of my knowledge and my ignorance<\/p>\n

Where God is unseen and only is heard a Name<\/p>\n

And knowledge is trapped in the boundaries of mind<\/p>\n

And life is hauled in the drag-net of desire<\/p>\n

And Matter hides the soul from its own sight,<\/p>\n

You are my Force at work to uplift earth’s fate, <\/p>\n

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\n
\n<\/div>\n

My self that moves up the immense incline<\/p>\n

Between the extremes of the spirit’s night and day.<\/p>\n

He is my soul that climbs from nescient Night<\/p>\n

Through life and mind and supernature’s<\/span>
\nVast<\/p>\n

To the supernal light of Timelessness<\/p>\n

And my Eternity hid in moving Time<\/p>\n

And my boundlessness cut by the curve of Space.<\/p>\n

It climbs to the greatness it has left behind<\/p>\n

And to the beauty and joy from which it fell,<\/p>\n

To the closeness and sweetness of all things divine,<\/p>\n

To light without bounds and life illimitable,<\/p>\n

Taste of the depths of the Ineffable’s<\/span>
\nbliss,<\/p>\n

Touch of the immortal and the infinite.<\/p>\n

He is my soul that gropes out of the beast<\/p>\n

To reach humanity’s heights of lucent thought,<\/p>\n

And the vicinity of Truth’s sublime.<\/p>\n

He is the godhead growing in human lives<\/p>\n

And in the body of
\nearth-being’s forms,<\/p>\n

He is the soul of man climbing to God<\/p>\n

In Nature’s surge out of earth’s ignorance.<\/p>\n

O Savitri, thou art my spirit’s Power,<\/p>\n

The revealing voice of my immortal Word,<\/p>\n

The face of Truth upon the roads of Time<\/p>\n

Pointing to the souls of men the routes to God.<\/p>\n

While the dim light from the veiled Spirit’s peak<\/p>\n

Falls upon Matter’s stark inconscient sleep<\/p>\n

As if a pale moonbeam on a dense glade,<\/p>\n

And Mind in a half-light moves amid half-truths<\/p>\n

And the human heart knows only human love<\/p>\n

And life is a stumbling and imperfect force<\/p>\n

And the body counts out its precarious days,<\/p>\n

You shall be born into man’s dubious hours<\/p>\n

In forms that hide the soul’s divinity<\/p>\n

And show through veils of the earth’s doubting air<\/p>\n

My glory breaking as through clouds a sun,<\/p>\n

Or burning like a rare and inward fire, <\/p>\n

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\n<\/div>\n

And with my nameless influence fill men’s lives.<\/p>\n

Yet shall they look up as to peaks of God<\/p>\n

And feel God like a circumambient air<\/p>\n

And rest on God as on a motionless base.<\/p>\n

Yet shall there glow on mind like a horned moon<\/p>\n

The spirit’s crescent splendour<\/span> in
\npale skies<\/p>\n

And light man’s life upon his Godward<\/span>
\nroad.<\/p>\n

But more there is concealed in God’s Beyond<\/p>\n

That shall one day reveal its hidden face.<\/p>\n

Now mind is all and its uncertain ray,<\/p>\n

Mind is the leader of the body and life,<\/p>\n

Mind the thought-driven chariot of the soul<\/p>\n

Carrying the luminous wanderer in the night<\/p>\n

To vistas of a far uncertain dawn,<\/p>\n

To the end of the Spirit’s fathomless desire,<\/p>\n

To its dream of absolute truth and utter bliss.<\/p>\n

There are greater destinies mind cannot surmise,<\/p>\n

Fixed on the summit of the evolving Path<\/p>\n

The Traveller<\/span> now treads in the
\nIgnorance,<\/p>\n

Unaware of his next step, not knowing his goal.<\/p>\n

Mind is not all his tireless climb can reach,<\/p>\n

There is a fire on the apex of the worlds,<\/p>\n

There is a house of the Eternal’s<\/span>
\nLight,<\/p>\n

There is an infinite truth, an absolute power.<\/p>\n

The spirit’s mightiness shall cast off its mask;<\/p>\n

Its greatness shall
\nbe felt shaping the world’s course.<\/p>\n

It shall be seen in its own veilless<\/span>
\nbeams,<\/p>\n

A star rising from the Inconscient’s<\/span>
\nnight,<\/p>\n

A sun climbing to Supernature’s<\/span>
\npeak.<\/p>\n

Abandoning the dubious
\nMiddle Way<\/p>\n

A few shall glimpse the miraculous Origin<\/p>\n

And some shall feel in you the secret Force<\/p>\n

And they shall turn to meet a nameless tread,<\/p>\n

Adventurers into a mightier Day.<\/p>\n

Ascending out of the limiting breadths of mind,<\/p>\n

They shall discover the world’s huge design <\/p>\n

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\n<\/div>\n

And step into the Truth, the Right, the Vast.<\/p>\n

You shall reveal to them the hidden eternities,<\/p>\n

The breath of infinitudes not yet revealed,<\/p>\n

Some rapture of the bliss that made the world,<\/p>\n

Some rush of the force of God’s omnipotence,<\/p>\n

Some beam of the omniscient Mystery.<\/p>\n

But when the hour of the Divine draws near,<\/p>\n

The Mighty Mother shall take birth in Time<\/p>\n

And God be born into the human clay<\/p>\n

In forms made ready by your human lives.<\/p>\n

Then shall the Truth
\nsupreme be given to men.<\/p>\n

There is a being beyond the being of mind,<\/p>\n

An Immeasurable cast into many forms,<\/p>\n

A miracle of the
\nmultitudinous One.<\/p>\n

There is a consciousness mind cannot touch,<\/p>\n

Its speech cannot utter nor its thought reveal.<\/p>\n

It has no home on earth, no centre in man,<\/p>\n

Yet is the source of all things thought and done,<\/p>\n

The fount of the
\ncreation and its works.<\/p>\n

It is the originer of all truth here,<\/p>\n

The sun-orb of mind’s fragmentary rays,<\/p>\n

Infinity’s heaven that spills the rain of God,<\/p>\n

The Immense that calls to man to expand the Spirit,<\/p>\n

The wide Aim that justifies his narrow attempts,<\/p>\n

A channel for the little he tastes of bliss.<\/p>\n

Some shall be made the glory’s receptacles<\/p>\n

And vehicles of the Eternal’s<\/span>
\nluminous power.<\/p>\n

These are the high forerunners, the heads of Time,<\/p>\n

The great deliverers of earth-bound mind,<\/p>\n

The high transfigurers<\/span> of human
\nclay,<\/p>\n

The first-born of a new supernal race.<\/p>\n

The incarnate dual Power shall open God’s door,<\/p>\n

Eternal supermind<\/span> touch earthly
\nTime.<\/p>\n

The superman shall wake in mortal man<\/p>\n

And manifest the hidden demi-god<\/p>\n

Or grow into the God-Light and God-Force <\/p>\n

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\n
\n<\/div>\n

Revealing the secret deity in the cave.<\/p>\n

Then shall the earth be touched by the Supreme,<\/p>\n

His bright unveiled Transcendence shall illumine<\/p>\n

The mind and heart, and force the life and act<\/p>\n

To interpret his inexpressible mystery<\/p>\n

In a heavenly alphabet of Divinity’s signs.<\/p>\n

His living cosmic spirit shall enring<\/span>,<\/p>\n

Annulling the decree of death and pain,<\/p>\n

Erasing the formulas of the Ignorance,<\/p>\n

With the deep meaning of beauty and life’s hid sense,<\/p>\n

The being ready for immortality,<\/p>\n

His regard crossing infinity’s mystic waves<\/p>\n

Bring back to Nature her early joy to live,<\/p>\n

The metred<\/span> heart-beats of a lost
\ndelight,<\/p>\n

The cry of a forgotten ecstasy,<\/p>\n

The dance of the first world-creating Bliss.<\/p>\n

The Immanent shall be the witness God<\/p>\n

Watching on his many-petalled<\/span>
\nlotus-throne,<\/p>\n

His actionless<\/span> being and his
\nsilent might<\/p>\n

Ruling earth-nature by
\nEternity’s law,<\/p>\n

A thinker waking the Inconscient’s<\/span>
\nworld,<\/p>\n

An immobile centre of many infinitudes<\/p>\n

In his thousand-pillared temple by Time’s sea.<\/p>\n

Then shall the embodied being live as one<\/p>\n

Who is a thought, a will of the Divine,<\/p>\n

A mask or robe of his divinity,<\/p>\n

An instrument and partner of his Force,<\/p>\n

A point or line drawn in the infinite,<\/p>\n

A manifest of the Imperishable.<\/p>\n

The supermind<\/span> shall be his
\nnature’s fount,<\/p>\n

The Eternal’s<\/span> truth shall mould
\nhis thoughts and acts,<\/p>\n

The Eternal’s<\/span> truth shall be his
\nlight and guide.<\/p>\n

All then shall change, a magic order come<\/p>\n

Overtopping this mechanical universe.<\/p>\n

A mightier race shall inhabit the mortal’s world.<\/p>\n

On Nature’s luminous tops, on the Spirit’s ground, <\/p>\n

\nPage – 706<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\n<\/div>\n

The superman shall reign as king of life,<\/p>\n

Make earth almost the
\nmate and peer of heaven<\/p>\n

And lead towards God and truth man’s ignorant earth<\/p>\n

And lift towards godhead his mortality.<\/p>\n

A power released from circumscribing bounds,<\/p>\n

Its height pushed up beyond death’s hungry reach,<\/p>\n

Life’s tops shall flame with the Immortal’s thoughts,<\/p>\n

Light shall invade the darkness of its base.<\/p>\n

Then in the process of evolving Time<\/p>\n

All shall be drawn into a single plan,<\/p>\n

A divine harmony shall be earth’s law,<\/p>\n

Beauty and Joy remould<\/span> her way to
\nlive:<\/p>\n

Even the body shall remember God,<\/p>\n

Nature shall draw back from mortality<\/p>\n

And Spirit’s fires shall guide the earth’s blind force;<\/p>\n

Knowledge shall bring into the aspirant Thought<\/p>\n

A high proximity to Truth and God.<\/p>\n

The supermind<\/span> shall claim the
\nworld for Light<\/p>\n

And thrill with love of God the enamoured<\/span>
\nheart<\/p>\n

And place Light’s crown on Nature’s lifted head<\/p>\n

And found Light’s reign on her unshaking<\/span>
\nbase.<\/p>\n

A greater truth than earth’s shall roof-in earth<\/p>\n

And shed its sunlight on the roads of mind;<\/p>\n

A power infallible shall lead the thought,<\/p>\n

A seeing Puissance govern life and act,<\/p>\n

In earthly hearts kindle the Immortal’s fire.<\/p>\n

A soul shall wake in the Inconscient’s<\/span>
\nhouse;<\/p>\n

The mind shall be God-vision’s tabernacle,<\/p>\n

The body intuition’s instrument,<\/p>\n

And life a channel for God’s visible power.<\/p>\n

All earth shall be the Spirit’s manifest home,<\/p>\n

Hidden no more by the body and the life,<\/p>\n

Hidden no more by the mind’s ignorance;<\/p>\n

An unerring Hand shall shape event and act.<\/p>\n

The Spirit’s eyes shall look through Nature’s eyes,<\/p>\n

The Spirit’s force shall occupy Nature’s force. <\/p>\n

\nPage – 707<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\n<\/div>\n

This world shall be God’s visible garden-house,<\/p>\n

The earth shall be a field and camp of God,<\/p>\n

Man shall forget consent to mortality<\/p>\n

And his embodied frail impermanence.<\/p>\n

This universe shall unseal its occult sense,<\/p>\n

Creation’s process change its antique front,<\/p>\n

An ignorant evolution’s hierarchy<\/p>\n

Release the Wisdom chained below its base.<\/p>\n

The Spirit shall be the master of his world<\/p>\n

Lurking no more in form’s obscurity<\/p>\n

And Nature shall reverse her action’s rule,<\/p>\n

The outward world disclose the Truth it veils;<\/p>\n

All things shall manifest the covert God,<\/p>\n

All shall reveal the Spirit’s light and might<\/p>\n

And move to its destiny of felicity.<\/p>\n

Even should a hostile force cling to its reign<\/p>\n

And claim its right’s perpetual sovereignty<\/p>\n

And man refuse his high spiritual fate,<\/p>\n

Yet shall the secret Truth in things prevail.<\/p>\n

For in the march of all-fulfilling Time<\/p>\n

The hour must come of the Transcendent’s<\/span>
\nwill:<\/p>\n

All turns and winds towards his predestined ends<\/p>\n

In Nature’s fixed inevitable course<\/p>\n

Decreed since the beginning of the worlds<\/p>\n

In the deep essence of created things:<\/p>\n

Even there shall come as a high crown of all<\/p>\n

The end of Death, the death of Ignorance.<\/p>\n

But first high Truth must set her feet on earth<\/p>\n

And man aspire to the Eternal’s<\/span>
\nlight<\/p>\n

And all his members feel the Spirit’s touch<\/p>\n

And all his life obey an inner Force.<\/p>\n

This too shall be; for a new life shall come,<\/p>\n

A body of the Superconscient’s<\/span>
\ntruth,<\/p>\n

A native field of Supernature’s<\/span> mights<\/span>:<\/p>\n

It shall make earth’s nescient ground Truth’s colony,<\/p>\n

Make even the Ignorance a transparent robe <\/p>\n

\nPage – 708<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\n<\/div>\n

Through which shall shine the brilliant limbs of Truth<\/p>\n

And Truth shall be a sun on Nature’s head<\/p>\n

And Truth shall be the guide of Nature’s steps<\/p>\n

And Truth shall gaze out of her nether deeps.<\/p>\n

When superman is born as Nature’s king<\/p>\n

His presence shall transfigure Matter’s world:<\/p>\n

He shall light up Truth’s fire in Nature’s night,<\/p>\n

He shall lay upon the earth Truth’s greater law;<\/p>\n

Man too shall turn towards the Spirit’s call.<\/p>\n

Awake to his hidden possibility,<\/p>\n

Awake to all that slept within his heart<\/p>\n

And all that Nature meant when earth was formed<\/p>\n

And the Spirit made this ignorant world his home,<\/p>\n

He shall aspire to Truth and God and Bliss.<\/p>\n

Interpreter of a diviner law<\/p>\n

And instrument of a
\nsupreme design<\/p>\n

The higher kind shall lean to lift up man.<\/p>\n

Man shall desire to climb to his own heights.<\/p>\n

The truth above shall
\nwake a nether truth;<\/p>\n

Even the dumb earth become a sentient force.<\/p>\n

The Spirit’s tops and Nature’s base shall draw<\/p>\n

Near to the secret of their separate truth<\/p>\n

And know each other as one deity.<\/p>\n

The Spirit shall look out through Matter’s gaze<\/p>\n

And Matter shall reveal the Spirit’s face.<\/p>\n

Then man and superman shall be at one<\/p>\n

And all the earth become a single life.<\/p>\n

Even the multitude shall hear the Voice<\/p>\n

And turn to commune with the Spirit within<\/p>\n

And strive to obey the high spiritual law:<\/p>\n

This earth shall stir with impulses sublime,<\/p>\n

Humanity awake to deepest self,<\/p>\n

Nature the hidden godhead recognise<\/span>.<\/p>\n

Even the many shall some answer make<\/p>\n

And bear the splendour<\/span> of the
\nDivine’s rush<\/p>\n

And his impetuous knock at unseen doors. <\/p>\n

\nPage – 709<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\n<\/div>\n

A heavenlier passion shall upheave<\/span>
\nmen’s lives,<\/p>\n

Their mind shall share in the ineffable gleam,<\/p>\n

Their heart shall
\nfeel the ecstasy and the fire,<\/p>\n

Earth’s bodies shall be conscious of a soul;<\/p>\n

Mortality’s bond-slaves<\/span> shall
\nunloose their bonds,<\/p>\n

Mere men into spiritual beings grow<\/p>\n

And see awake the dumb divinity.<\/p>\n

Intuitive beams shall touch the nature’s peaks,<\/p>\n

A revelation stir the
\nnature’s depths:<\/p>\n

The Truth shall be the leader of their lives,<\/p>\n

Truth shall dictate their thought and speech and act,<\/p>\n

They shall feel themselves lifted nearer to the sky,<\/p>\n

As if a little lower than the gods.<\/p>\n

For knowledge shall pour down its radiant streams<\/p>\n

And even darkened mind quiver with new life<\/p>\n

And kindle and burn with the Ideal’s fire<\/p>\n

And turn to escape from mortal ignorance.<\/p>\n

The frontiers of the Ignorance shall recede,<\/p>\n

More and more souls shall enter into light,<\/p>\n

Minds lit, inspired, the occult summoner<\/span>
\nhear<\/p>\n

And lives blaze with a sudden inner flame<\/p>\n

And hearts grow enamoured<\/span> of
\ndivine delight<\/p>\n

And human wills tune to the divine will,<\/p>\n

These separate selves the Spirit’s oneness feel,<\/p>\n

These senses of heavenly sense grow capable,<\/p>\n

The flesh and nerves of a strange ethereal joy<\/p>\n

And mortal bodies of immortality.<\/p>\n

A divine force shall flow through tissue and cell<\/p>\n

And take the charge of breath and speech and act<\/p>\n

And all the thoughts shall be a glow of suns<\/p>\n

And every feeling a celestial thrill.<\/p>\n

Often a lustrous inner dawn shall come<\/p>\n

Lighting the chambers of the slumbering mind;<\/p>\n

A sudden bliss shall run through every limb<\/p>\n

And Nature with a mightier Presence fill.<\/p>\n

Thus shall the earth open to divinity<\/p>\n

And common natures feel the wide uplift, <\/p>\n

\nPage – 710<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\n<\/div>\n

Illumine common acts with the Spirit’s ray<\/p>\n

And meet the deity in common things.<\/p>\n

Nature shall live to manifest secret God,<\/p>\n

The Spirit shall take up the human play,<\/p>\n

This earthly life become the life divine.”<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The measure of that subtle music ceased.<\/p>\n

Down with a hurried swimming floating lapse<\/p>\n

Through unseen worlds and bottomless spaces forced<\/p>\n

Sank like a star the soul of Savitri.<\/p>\n

Amidst a laughter of unearthly lyres<\/p>\n

She heard around her nameless voices cry<\/p>\n

Triumphing, an innumerable sound.<\/p>\n

A choir of laughing winds to meet her came.<\/p>\n

She bore the burden of infinity<\/p>\n

And felt the stir of all ethereal space.<\/p>\n

Pursuing her in her fall, implacably sweet,<\/p>\n

A face was over her which seemed a youth’s,<\/p>\n

Symbol of all the beauty eyes see not,<\/p>\n

Crowned as with peacock plumes of gorgeous hue<\/p>\n

Framing a sapphire, whose heart-disturbing smile<\/p>\n

Insatiably attracted to delight,<\/p>\n

Voluptuous to the embraces of her soul.<\/p>\n

Changed in its shape, yet rapturously the same,<\/p>\n

It grew a woman’s dark and beautiful<\/p>\n

Like a mooned night with drifting star-gemmed clouds,<\/p>\n

A shadowy glory and a stormy depth,<\/p>\n

Turbulent in will and terrible in love.<\/p>\n

Eyes in which Nature’s blind ecstatic life<\/p>\n

Sprang from some spirit’s passionate content,<\/p>\n

Missioned<\/span> her to the whirling
\ndance of earth.<\/p>\n

Amidst the headlong rapture of her fall<\/p>\n

Held like a bird in a child’s satisfied hands,<\/p>\n

In an enamoured<\/span> grasp her spirit
\nstrove<\/p>\n

Admitting no release till Time should end,<\/p>\n

And, as the fruit of the mysterious joy,<\/p>\n

She kept within her strong embosoming soul <\/p>\n

\nPage – 711<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\n<\/div>\n

Like a flower hidden in the heart of spring<\/p>\n

The soul of Satyavan drawn down by her<\/p>\n

Inextricably in that mighty lapse.<\/p>\n

Invisible heavens in a thronging flight<\/p>\n

Soared past her as she fell. Then all the blind<\/p>\n

And near attraction of the earth compelled<\/p>\n

Fearful rapidities<\/span> of downward
\nbliss.<\/p>\n

Lost in the giddy proneness of that speed,<\/p>\n

Whirled, sinking,
\novercome she disappeared<\/p>\n

Like a leaf spinning from the tree of heaven,<\/p>\n

In broad unconsciousness as in a pool;<\/p>\n

A hospitable softness drew her in<\/p>\n

Into a wonder of miraculous depths,<\/p>\n

Above her closed a darkness of great wings<\/p>\n

And she was buried in a mother’s breast.<\/p>\n

Then from a timeless plane that watches Time,<\/p>\n

A Spirit gazed out upon destiny,<\/p>\n

In its endless moment saw the ages pass.<\/p>\n

All still was in a silence of the gods.<\/p>\n

The prophet moment covered limitless Space<\/p>\n

And cast into the heart of hurrying Time<\/p>\n

A diamond light of the Eternal’s<\/span>
\npeace,<\/p>\n

A crimson seed of God’s felicity;<\/p>\n

A glance from the gaze fell of undying Love.<\/p>\n

A wonderful face looked out with deathless eyes;<\/p>\n

A hand was seen drawing the golden bars<\/p>\n

That guard the imperishable secrecies.<\/p>\n

A key turned in a mystic lock of Time.<\/p>\n

But where the silence of the gods had passed,<\/p>\n

A greater harmony from the stillness born<\/p>\n

Surprised with joy and sweetness yearning hearts,<\/p>\n

An ecstasy and a laughter and a cry.<\/p>\n

A power leaned down, a happiness found its home.<\/p>\n

Over wide earth brooded the infinite bliss.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

End of Canto One <\/p>\n

End of Book Eleven<\/p>\n

\nPage – 712<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/td>\n

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