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\nIntroduction<\/a>   Notes<\/a>   Book 1<\/a>   Book II<\/a>   Book III<\/a>   Book IV<\/a>   
\nBook V<\/a>   Book VI<\/a>   Book VII<\/a>   Book VIII<\/a>   
\nBook IX<\/a>   Book X<\/a>   Book XI<\/a>   Book XII<\/a>
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Book Four. The Book of Birth and Quest<\/p>\n

\nCanto I<\/a>    Canto II<\/a>    Canto III<\/a>    Canto IV<\/a>           \n<\/p>\n

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Canto Two<\/I><\/P>
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\n<\/P>
\n

The
\nGrowth of the Flame<\/SPAN><\/FONT> <\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Summary<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n
Great influences
\nand ancient Godheads watch over the child Savitri as she grows up in
\na land of beauty, grace and grandeur. Earth’s wisdom communes with
\nher still heart: her mind leaps beyond thought and opens the horizons
\nof the unknown and the infinite for man.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nHer environment is
\nrich in the fields of philosophy, sculpture, architecture, music,
\npainting, dance, poetry, crafts, science. She assimilates their
\nessence but feels their inadequacy and seeks to realise the larger
\nand higher glories waiting to manifest. She extends herself to
\nembrace all around and lift them Godward.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nBut few respond to
\nher call and fewer still feel her divinity. They cannot keep pace
\nwith her and fall back to their little human measure. She is their
\nleader, close to their hearts yet far from their nature. They adore
\nher, cling to her, but they cannot rise to her heights. Some seek to
\ndraw upon her for their own petty satisfactions, and rebel against
\nher yoke of love which they do not want to lose either.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nNone, however, is
\nthere who can stand up her equal and mate. She has to stoop to all
\nand hold their souls as a Mother. She has to live within, alone. She
\noften feels one with the sub-human world in Nature that responds
\nreadily to her.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nIn a small circle
\nshe lives and learns, without any link with the wider world. But
\nthere is a growing sense of expectation in the air, word gets round
\nand men begin to discover her and her name gets abroad. Still, she is
\nadmired and adored from afar. None can stand up her equal. She has to
\nremain alone till her hour of fate arrives.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Land
\nof Beauty and Grandeur<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nA
\nland of mountains and wide sun-beat plains
And giant rivers
\npacing to vast seas,
A field of creation and spiritual hush,
\n
Silence swallowing life\u2019s acts into the deeps,
Of thought\u2019s
\ntranscendent climb and heavenward leap,
A brooding world of
\nreverie and trance,
Filled with the mightiest works of God and
\nman,
Where Nature seemed a dream of the Divine
And beauty and
\ngrace and grandeur had their home,
Harboured the childhood of the
\nincarnate Flame. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThe child Savitri,
\nthe embodied divine flame, grows up in a land lavishly endowed by
\nNature, physically, aesthetically and spiritually. There peaks are as
\nabundant as plains, racing rivers join calm seas, Silence and Action
\nexist side by side, beauty, grace and grandeur are native\u2014a
\nveritable paradise on earth.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Future
\nGodheads Come<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nOver
\nher watched millennial influences
And the deep godheads of a
\ngrandiose past
Looked on her and saw the future\u2019s godheads come
\n
As if this magnet drew their powers unseen. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAncient influences
\nkeep watch on the growing child. The godheads of the rich past of the
\nearth those whose work is over\u2014look on her and see new godheads who
\nare to fashion the future coming to the earth as if invisibly pulled
\nby the magnet that is Savitri.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Rents
\nMan’s Horizons<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nEarth\u2019s
\nbrooding wisdom spoke to her still breast;
Mounting from mind\u2019s
\nlast peaks to mate with gods,
Making earth\u2019s brilliant thoughts
\na springing board
To dive into the cosmic vastnesses,
The
\nknowledge of the thinker and the seer
Saw the unseen and thought
\nthe unthinkable,
Opened the enormous doors of the unknown,
Rent
\nMan\u2019s horizons into infinity. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nEarth communicates
\nher occult wisdom to Savitri in the depths of her being. She soars in
\nher thoughts and goes beyond the reaches of the human mind; she
\nexpands her consciousness and delves into the cosmic vastitudes. She
\nthinks what is unthinkable by others, sees what is not seen by
\nothers. She forces the huge doors of the Unknown realms and thrusts
\nback the limited horizons of man into the limitless.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Lent
\nShoreless Sweep<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nA
\nshoreless sweep was lent to the mortal\u2019s acts,
And art and
\nbeauty sprang from the human depths;
Nature and soul vied in
\nnobility. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nBy her presence and
\ninner action human activity in that land gains an unlimited range;
\nart and beauty begin to arise from the depths of the being, not from
\nthe mental or vital superficies as they do in the common world of
\nman. Not merely the soul, but nature too breathes and emanates a
\nsublime nobility.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Rich
\nCulture’s Tones<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nEthics
\nthe human keyed to imitate heaven;
The harmony of a rich
\nculture\u2019s tones
Refined the sense and magnified its reach
To
\nhear the unheard and glimpse the invisible
And taught the soul to
\nsoar beyond things known
Inspiring life to greaten and break its
\nbounds
Aspiring to the Immortals\u2019 unseen world. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nHuman ethics are
\nraised to resemble the verities of heaven. In .the milieu of this
\ndeveloped culture the sense is refined and its range enlarged so as
\nto hear what is normally unheard and see what is normally unseen; the
\nsoul is trained to aspire to things beyond the known and the
\nfamiliar, thereby inspiring mortal life to heighten itself and break
\nout of its limits in order to reach out to the unseen world of the
\nImmortals.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>On
\nHeights near to the Sun<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nLeaving
\nearth\u2019s safety daring wings of Mind
Bore her above the trodden
\nfields of thought
Crossing the mystic seas of the Beyond
To
\nlive on eagle heights near to the Sun. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThere
\nwisdom sits on her eternal throne. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nSavitri’s
\nadventurous mind leaps beyond the safe and trodden tracks of human
\nthought, crosses the wide expanses of the higher consciousness that
\nare baffling to mental reason, and takes her to the peaks that are
\nclose to the Sun of Truth. There on these altitudes reigns wisdom on
\nher eternal throne.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Upon
\nthe Altar of the Wonderful<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAll
\nher life\u2019s turns led her to symbol doors
Admitting to secret
\nPowers that were her kin;
Adept of truth, initiate of bliss,
A
\nmystic acolyte trained in Nature\u2019s school,
Aware of the marvel
\nof created things
She laid the secrecies of her heart\u2019s deep
\nmuse
Upon the altar of the Wonderful;
Her hours were ritual
\nin a timeless fane;
Her acts became gestures of sacrifice. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nEvery event in life,
\nevery circumstance and movement turn into openings for contact with
\nthe occult Powers with whom she has affinity of origin. For Savitri
\nthe whole life is a delightful sacrifice: she is at once the wise
\nguide who knows the truth, the priestess who is initiated in bliss,
\nthe divine acolyte who is trained in the school of Nature; seized
\nwith the wonder of creation, she pours the oblation of her inmost
\ncontemplation upon the alter of the Wonderful, the Divine adbhuta.
\nHer hours are unbroken successions of ritual worship in the eternal
\ntemple of her existence, her acts significant gestures in her
\nsacrifice.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Word
\nas Mantra (I)<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nInvested
\nwith a rhythm of higher spheres
The word was used as a hieratic
\nmeans
For the release of the imprisoned spirit
Into communion
\nwith its comrade gods. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAs for her speech it
\nis a sacred power. Every word is a mantra charged with the rhythm of
\nthe higher worlds, a holy means for the liberation of the soul
\nimprisoned in living Matter into communion with the Gods who are its
\nnative companions.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nVibrant with the
\nrhythms of the supernal, the Mantra is a power that effects the
\nrelease of the being from the holds of Ignorance and links it with
\nthe Gods above who are truly its companions in the Journey of the
\nSpirit.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Word
\nas Mantra (II)<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nOr
\nit helped to beat out new expressive forms
Of that which labours
\nin the heart of life,
Some immemorial Soul in men and things,
\n
Seeker of the Unknown and the Unborn
Carrying a light from
\nthe Ineffable
To rend the veil of the last mysteries. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nOr the Word helps in
\nshaping new forms of expression for the Soul labouring in the midst
\nof life to unveil the ultimate secrets of the Creation\u2014the ancient
\nSoul in the Creation ever in quest of the Reality that is unknown and
\nunborn, instinct with a light from the Inexpressible.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Philosophies<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nIntense
\nphilosophies pointed earth to heaven
Or on foundations broad as
\ncosmic Space
Upraised the earth-mind to superhuman heights. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nIn this land
\nphilosophies are not mere speculations weaving unsubstantial, narrow
\nsystems of thought leading nowhere. They are a force directing the
\naspiration of man on earth to God beyond; they are broad-based as the
\nuniverse itself\u2014and as inclusive\u2014and they raise the mind of the
\nearth to peaks that surpass the human ranges.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Sculpture
\nand Painting<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nOverpassing lines
\nthat please the outward eyes
But hide the
\nsight of that which lives within
Sculpture and painting
\nconcentrated sense
Upon an inner vision\u2019s motionless verge,
\n
Revealed a figure of the invisible,
Unveiled all Nature\u2019s
\nmeaning in a form,
Or caught into a body the Divine. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nSculpture and
\npainting are not confined to their outer forms which may be pleasing
\nto the eye but often conceal their true significance within. They
\ndirect the perceiving sense to the governing motif within; they make
\nvisible in form something of the invisible Reality; they exhibit to
\nsight the occult plan of Nature or present the very Divine in a
\nconcrete form.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Architecture
\nand Music<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThe
\narchitecture of the Infinite
Discovered here its inward-musing
\nshapes
Captured into wide breadths of soaring stone:
Music
\nbrought down celestial yearnings, song
Held the merged heart
\nabsorbed in rapturous depths,
Linking the human with the cosmic
\ncry; <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThe wide and high
\narchitecture captures as it were the patterns that take shape in the
\nbrooding Idea of the Infinite in its mood for manifestation.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nThe music embodies
\non earth the aspiration for heaven. The song holds the melted heart
\nabsorbed in the depths of rapture and joins the human note of anguish
\nand call to the cosmic cry.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Dance
\nand Crafts<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThe
\nworld-interpreting movements of the dance
Moulded idea and mood
\nto a rhythmic sway
And posture; crafts minute in subtle lines
\n
Eternised a swift moment\u2019s memory
Or showed in a carving\u2019s
\nsweep, a cup\u2019s design
The underlying patterns of the unseen: <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nDance interprets in
\nits movements the world and its significance; it renders thought and
\nfeeling into rhythmic movement and posture.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nDelicate crafts
\ncapture in their subtle patterns some inspiration of a rapid moment
\nor they show in the lines of a carving, in the design of a cup, the
\nplans of the Unseen Spirit underlying the creative movement.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Poems<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nPoems
\nin largeness cast like moving worlds
And metres surging with the
\nocean\u2019s voice
Translated by grandeurs locked in Nature\u2019s
\nheart
But thrown now into a crowded glory of speech
The
\nbeauty and sublimity of her forms,
The passion of her moments and
\nher moods
Lifting the human word near to the god\u2019s. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nPoems are cosmic in
\ntheir sweep; their metres have the ring of oceans. They translate in
\npacked splendours of speech the beauty and the greatness of the forms
\nof Nature, the intensities of her moments and her moods\u2014all
\noriginally contained in the unexpressed grandeurs in Nature. Thus do
\nthese Powers raise the human world close to the world of the Gods.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Astronomy
\nand Sciences<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nMan\u2019s
\neyes could look into the inner realms;
His scrutiny discovered
\nnumber\u2019s law
And organised the motions of the stars,
Mapped
\nout the visible fashioning of the world,
Questioned the process
\nof his thoughts or made
A theorised diagram of mind and life. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nMan is able to study
\nthe workings in the inner realms of existence\u2014not merely in the
\nouter physical; he discovers the law governing numbers, builds up the
\nsystem of astronomy and erects the scheme of creation as far as it is
\nperceivable. He doubts and questions the modes of his thinking, or
\noutlines a theory of the functionings of mind and life.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>These
\nnot Enough for Her<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThese
\nthings she took in as her nature\u2019s food,
But these alone could
\nfill not her wide Self:
A human seeking limited by its gains,
To
\nher they seemed the great and early steps
Hazardous of a young
\ndiscovering spirit
Which saw not yet by its own native light; <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nSavitri assimilates
\nwith ease these contributions in the various fields of life and
\nthought. But she is not content to rest with them. They do not
\nsatisfy her wide being. To her they represent man’s seeking which is
\nlimited by the knowledge it has garnered; they are great steps indeed
\nbut only the early, risky steps of a youthful adventurous spirit
\nwhich has yet to learn to see in its own proper light.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Inadequacies<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nIt
\ntapped the universe with testing knocks
Or stretched to find
\nTruth-mind\u2019s divining rod;
A growing out there was to
\nnumberless sides,
But not the widest seeing of the soul,
Not
\nyet the vast direct immediate touch,
Nor yet the art and wisdom
\nof the Gods. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThese are tentative
\nfeelings on the surfaces of the universe, stretchings of the
\nventuring spirit to lay its hands upon the right instrument to
\ndiscover the truth of things. All these attempts do result in a
\nmany-sided expansion. But not yet is the full vision of the soul; not
\nyet the unlimited, direct close touch which yields the full knowledge
\nby identity; not yet the art and wisdom that the Gods have.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Her
\nGreatness waits to Form<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nA
\nboundless knowledge greater than man\u2019s thought,
A happiness too
\nhigh for heart and sense
Locked in the world and yearning for
\nrelease
She felt in her; waiting as yet for form,
It asked
\nfor objects around which to grow
And natures strong to bear
\nwithout recoil
The splendour of her native royalty,
Her
\ngreatness and her sweetness and her bliss,
Her might to possess
\nand her vast power to love: <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThere is an
\nunbounded knowledge which cannot be grasped by human thought; a
\nhappiness that is beyond the capacity of the human heart and sense to
\nreach and contain. Both of these are imprisoned in the world and
\nstruggle to emerge. Savitri feels in herself their pressure for
\nrelease. The glory in her awaits the right time and means to manifest
\nitself; it seeks for objects around which it can take shape, looks
\nout for natures that are strong enough to receive without reaction
\nand contain the full impact of her natural, regal splendour, her
\ngreatness, her sweetness, her bliss, her possessing might and her
\nvast power of love.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Earth
\nMade a Stepping-Stone<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nEarth
\nmade a stepping-stone to conquer heaven,
The soul saw beyond
\nheaven\u2019s limiting boundaries,
Met a great light from the
\nUnknowable
And dreamed of a transcendent action\u2019s sphere. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nHer soul makes the
\nearth a springboard to soar to the heavens, and even beholds the
\nvasts beyond the heavens conceived by the human mind. It meets a
\ngreat light from the Unknowable beyond and dreams of the action-range
\nof the transcendent.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Aware
\nof Universal Self<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAware
\nof the universal Self in all
She turned to living hearts and
\nhuman forms;
Her soul\u2019s reflections, complements, counterparts,
\n
The close outlying portions of her being
Divided from her by
\nwalls of body and mind
Yet to her spirit bound by ties divine. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAround her she is
\naware of the universal Self in all, she encounters in these human
\nbeings reflections of her own being, complements, counterparts,
\nextensions of herself. Though they are separated in the outer
\nphysical bodies and their mental constructions, they are linked to
\nher spirit by inner ties.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>One
\nImmense Embrace<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nOvercoming
\ninvisible hedge and masked defence
And the loneliness that
\nseparates soul from soul,
She wished to make all one immense
\nembrace
That she might house in it all living things
Raised
\ninto a splendid point of seeing light
Out of division\u2019s dense
\ninconscient cleft,
And make them one with God and world and her. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThe invisible
\nbarrier that divides soul from soul acts also as a defence against
\ninvasion from outside. Savitri, however, overcomes this separative
\nwall with a view to holding all in one large embrace. She seeks to
\ncontain in her inner extension all living things, raising them from
\ntheir divided, dense obscurities into one gathered state of luminous
\nawareness, uniting all with herself, Nature and God.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Only
\na few Respond<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nOnly
\na few responded to her call:
Still fewer felt the screened
\ndivinity
And strove to mate its godhead with their own,
\n
Approaching with some kinship to her heights. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nBut only a few
\nrespond to Savitri’s call to rise and enlarge themselves. Still fewer
\nare they who recognise the veiled divinity in her and make an effort
\nto companion her godhead with the godhead of their own soul\u2014by
\nawaking and articulating it in life\u2014, nor do they feel an affinity
\nwith her and climb to reach her heights.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>They
\nGlimpse her Light<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nUplifted
\ntowards luminous secrecies
Or conscious of some splendour hidden
\nabove
They leaped to find her in a moment\u2019s flash,
Glimpsing
\na light in a celestial vast,
But could not keep the vision and
\nthe power
And fell back to life\u2019s dull ordinary tone. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nEven these few who
\nare uplifted towards unknown luminous heights or those who leap high
\nmaking an effort to reach the hidden splendour above of which they
\nare aware, get only a glimpse of her unearthly light for a moment.
\nAnd unable to hold that vision and power, they fall back to their
\nold, dull life routine.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>They
\ncannot Keep Peace<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nA
\nmind daring heavenly experiment,
Growing towards some largeness
\nthey felt near,
Testing the unknown\u2019s bound with eager touch
\n
They still were prisoned by their human grain:
They could not
\nkeep up with her tireless step;
Too small and eager for her
\nlarge-paced will,
Too narrow to look with the unborn Infinite\u2019s
\ngaze
Their nature weary grew of things too great. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThey feel themselves
\nnear a daring mind soaring high, growing wide, probing eagerly into
\nthe realm of the unknown, but their human nature keeps them tied
\ndown; they cannot keep pace with her, they are too small and restless
\nto keep in rhythm with her large-paced will, their vision is too
\nnarrow to look with her gaze of the Infinite. Their nature tires soon
\nof these things that are too great for it.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>No
\nMatch to her Measure<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nFor
\neven the close partners of her thoughts
Who could have walked the
\nnearest to her ray,
Worshipped the power and light they felt in
\nher
But could not match the measure of her soul. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nEven those who are
\nclose to her thoughts and have the capacity to walk very near her
\neffulgence, worship the power and light they feel in her, but are not
\nin any sense her equals. She is but adored by them.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Divine
\nand Far<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nA
\nfriend and yet too great wholly to know,
She walked in their
\nfront towards a greater light,
Their leader and queen over their
\nhearts and souls,
One close to their bosoms, yet divine and far. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nShe admits them into
\nher friendship. But they find her too lofty to know her fully. She
\nwalks in their front and leads them towards a light still greater
\nthan hers; she rules over their hearts and souls; they hold her
\nlovingly close to their hearts, but still she is divine and far from
\ntheir human grasp.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Satellites
\nof Her Sun<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAdmiring
\nand amazed they saw her stride
Attempting with a godlike rush and
\nleap
Heights for their human stature too remote
Or with a
\nslow great many-sided toil
Pushing towards aims they hardly could
\nconceive;
Yet forced to be the satellites of her sun
They
\nmoved unable to forego her light,
Desiring they clutched at her
\nwith outstretched hands
Or followed stumbling in the paths she
\nmade. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThey watch her, in
\nadmiration and amazement, attempting either with a godlike swiftness
\nto scale heights too distant for their human nature or with
\ndeliberate massive effort making towards an objective beyond their
\nconception. Though they are thus unable to keep pace with her, they
\nare obliged to follow her wherever she moves; they cannot do without
\nher light. They desire her and reach out to her somehow; some even
\nmanage to follow with faltering steps the paths she has forged.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Unable
\nto Grasp her<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThe
\nrest they could not see in visible light;
Vaguely they bore her
\ninner mightiness. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nOr
\nbound by the senses and the longing heart,
Adoring with a turbid
\nhuman love,
They could not grasp the mighty spirit she was
Or
\nchange by closeness to be even as she. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nSome approach her in
\na vital way and cling to her for the inner nourishment and support
\nthey get from her; what else they derive they are unable to see
\ndearly. They bear her greatness without knowing precisely what it is.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nSome are so ridden
\nwith their senses and desire that they approach her in a too human
\nway, adore her with their impure love; these cannot grasp her mighty
\nspirit; even close proximity fails to change them into her
\nlikeness\u2014there is an inner gulf.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Summons
\nto Adore<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nSome
\nfelt her with their souls and thrilled with her;
A greatness felt
\nnear yet beyond mind\u2019s grasp;
To see her was a summons to
\nadore,
To be near her drew a high communion\u2019s force. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nSome, however, can
\nfeel her from their soul-level and they thrill to her presence. Her
\ngreatness is felt close but it cannot be grasped by the mind i.e.
\nunderstood by thought. Merely to see Savitri evokes spontaneous
\nfeelings of adoration; to come near her imparts a force that flows
\nfrom attunement to a higher Source.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>So
\nMen Worship<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nSo
\nmen worship a god too great to know,
Too high, too vast to wear a
\nlimiting shape;
They feel a Presence and obey a might,
Adore
\na love whose rapture invades their breasts;
To a divine ardour
\nquickening the heart-beats,
A law they follow greatening heart
\nand life. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nOpened
\nto a breath is the new diviner air,
Opened to man is a freer,
\nhappier world:
He sees high steps climbing to Self and Light. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThis is how men
\nadore a God who is too great to be grasped and known by the mind, who
\nis too lofty and vast to be cabined in a shape small enough to suit
\nhuman comprehension. They feel a high Presence; feel and obey a
\nsuperior Might; they are thrilled by a rapturous Love which they
\nadore. They increase their pace under the drive of the divine
\nenthusiasms that flood their being and follow a higher law that
\nuplifts their life. Thus they begin to breathe a fresher and diviner
\nair.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nNew vistas of a
\nfreer and happier world open to man and he sees the high-climbing
\nsteps leading to the Self, to the Light above.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>They
\nLove Her<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nHer
\ndivine parts the soul\u2019s allegiance called:
It saw, it felt; it
\nknew the deity. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nHer
\nwill was puissant on their nature\u2019s acts,
Her heart\u2019s
\ninexhaustible sweetness lured their hearts,
A being they loved
\nwhose bounds exceeded theirs;
Her measure they could not reach
\nbut bore her touch,
Answering with the flower\u2019s answer to the
\nsun
They gave themselves to her and asked no more. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nSavitri’s divinity
\nclaims the allegiance of the souls of those around her; the soul
\nsees, feels and recognises the divinity embodied in her. Her will
\nexerts itself on their active nature; her sweetness of heart is
\nabounding and helplessly attracts their hearts; they love her whose
\nreaches range far beyond their own; they cannot, indeed, measure up
\nto her but they bear her touch joyously responding like the budding
\nflowers to the sun; they ask for nothing more than to give themselves
\nto her entirely.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>They
\nFeel a Godhead<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nOne
\ngreater than themselves, too wide for their ken,
Their minds
\ncould not understand nor wholly know,
Their lives replied to
\nhers, moved at her words:
They felt a godhead and obeyed a call,
\n
Answered to her lead and did her work in the world;
Their
\nlives, their natures moved compelled by hers
As if the truth of
\ntheir own larger selves
Put on an aspect of divinity
To exalt
\nthem to a pitch beyond their earth\u2019s. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nShe is much too
\ngreat for them, too vast for their comprehension; they cannot
\nunderstand or entirely know her with their minds, but their lives
\nrespond to hers and go into action at her instance; they feel a
\ndivinity in her and obey its call; they follow her lead and
\nparticipate in her work in the world, carrying out her wishes; their
\nlives and natures are pressured into movement by her own. It is as if
\nthe greater truth of their own being, of which they are not
\nconscious, has taken form in the divinity that is Savitri in order to
\nraise them to a high level beyond the reach of their own physical
\nnature.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>They
\nLive in Her<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThey
\nfelt a larger future meet their walk;
She held their hands, she
\nchose for them their paths:
They were moved by her towards great
\nunknown things,
Faith drew them and the joy to feel themselves
\nhers;
They lived in her, they saw the world with her eyes. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThey feel a wider
\nfuture opening before them as they advance in her trail. She leads
\nthem, choosing their paths for them. They are urged by her towards
\ngreat unknown things; though they do not know where they are led and
\nimpelled, they are drawn by sheer faith and by the joy of belonging
\nto her. In her they live and with her eyes they see.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Splendid
\nYoke of Beauty and Love<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nSome
\nturned to her against their nature\u2019s bent;
Divided between
\nwonder and revolt,
Drawn by her charm and mastered by her will,
\n
Possessed by her, her striving to possess,
Impatient
\nsubjects, their tied longing hearts
Hugging the bonds close of
\nwhich they most complained,
Murmured at a yoke they would have
\nwept to lose,
The splendid yoke of her beauty and her love:
\n
Others pursued her with life\u2019s blind desires
And claiming
\nall of her as their lonely own,
Hastened to engross her sweetness
\nmeant for all. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nSome, however, turn
\nto her against their own natural inclinations, on the one hand they
\ndo not accept her and rebel against her, but on the other they are
\nfilled with wonder and admiration, attracted by her charm, dominated
\nby her will; they are possessed by her even though they struggle to
\npossess her. They are impatient of her rule and yet their hearts are
\nher prisoners and hold close to the bonds that tie them to her\u2014though
\nthey outwardly protest against these bonds. They profess to complain
\nagainst her yoke of beauty and love, but had they lost that splendid
\nyoke they would have wept. Some pursue her with nothing more than
\nvital desires, each wanting to monopolise her for himself, to possess
\nall her sweetness that is meant for all for himself alone.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Their
\nJealous Grasp<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAs
\nearth claims light for its lone separate need,
Demanding her for
\ntheir sole jealous clasp
They asked from her movements bounded
\nlike their own
And to their smallness craved a like response. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nOr
\nthey repined that she surpassed their grip,
And hoped to bind her
\nclose with longing\u2019s cords. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nJust as the physical
\nearth draws by its gravitation all life-giving light to
\nitself\u2014leaving other planets bare\u2014they seek to monopolise her and
\nask of her such limited movements as can be grasped by their limited
\nselves; they long to get from her responses in keeping with their own
\nsmallness. They complain that she exceeds their hold. They hope to
\nbind and keep her near to themselves with the cords of their desire.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Her
\nTouch too Strong<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nOr
\nfinding her touch desired too strong to bear
They blamed her for
\na tyranny they loved,
Shrank into themselves as from too bright a
\nsun,
Yet hankered for the splendour they refused. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAngrily
\nenamoured of her sweet passionate ray
The weakness of their earth
\ncould hardly bear,
They longed but cried out at the touch desired
\n
Inapt to meet divinity so close,
Intolerant of a Force they
\ncould not house. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nWhen they find her
\ntouch too strong for their small, impurified beings they complain of
\nher tyranny\u2014which, however, they love secretly\u2014and shrink from it
\nas one does from the dazzling sun. And yet they long for the very
\nsplendour they turn their backs upon. Because their weak earthly
\nnature cannot bear her intense radiance which they so desire, they
\nget angry but loudly protest when the touch is vouchsafed to them.
\nThey are unable to bear the presence of the divinity too dose. They
\nbecome intolerant of a Force they cannot hold within themselves.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Drawing
\nher Down<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nSome
\ndrawn unwillingly by her divine sway
Endured it like a sweet but
\nalien spell,
Unable to mount to levels too sublime
They
\nyearned to draw her down to their own earth. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nOr
\nforced to centre round her their passionate lives
They hoped to
\nbind to their heart\u2019s human needs
Her glory and grace that had
\nenslaved their souls. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nSome cannot resist
\nbeing attracted to come under her sway, however much they may dislike
\nit; they endure it as a sweet but foreign spell. Unable to rise to
\nher sublime heights, they seek to bring her down to their own levels.
\nWhen they are obliged to organise their active lives around her, they
\nhope, for their own petty human needs, to draw upon her glory and
\ngrace to which their souls have fallen captive.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Breath
\nof Godhead<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nBut
\nmid this world, these hearts that answered her call,
None could
\nstand up her equal and her mate. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nIn
\nvain she stooped to equal them with her heights,
Too pure that
\nair was for small souls to breathe. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThese
\ncomrade selves to raise to her own wide breadths
Her heart
\ndesired and fill with her own power
That a diviner Force might
\nenter life,
A breath of Godhead greaten human time. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nSome, indeed,
\nrespond to her with the best in them. But even among these none can
\nequal her or companion her. She stoops to equal them, but in vain,
\nher air is too pure for the earthly beings to breathe. She desires to
\nraise them to her own amplitudes and pours into them her own power so
\nthat a greater and a diviner Force may enter and uplift them. For
\nonly by the breath of God can human life be greatened. It cannot rise
\nbeyond a certain level by its own effort.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>She
\nLeans Down<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAlthough
\nshe leaned down to their littleness
Covering their lives with her
\nstrong passionate hands
And knew by sympathy their needs and
\nwants
And dived in the shallow wave-depths of their lives
And
\nmet and shared their heart-beats of grief and joy
And bent to
\nheal their sorrow and their pride, <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nSavitri leans down
\nto their smallness and lays the balm of her strong hands on their
\nlives; by sympathy she knows their needs and wants; she plunges into
\nthe shallow waters of their lives and shares their joys and griefs;
\nshe bends to give succour to their sorrows and hurt pride;<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Her
\nSelf Lives Sole<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nLavishing the might
\nthat was hers on her lone peak
To lift to
\nit their aspiration\u2019s cry
And though she drew their souls into
\nher vast
And surrounded with the silence of her deeps
And
\nheld as the great Mother holds her own,
Only her earthly surface
\nbore their charge
And mixed its fire with their mortality:
Her
\ngreater self lived sole, unclaimed, within. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nShe pours her unique
\nmight on them in order to raise their aspiration to her heights; she
\ndraws their souls into her vastness, surrounds them with her inner
\nsilence and holds them as the Divine Mother holds her children.
\nThough she thus participates in their life, she is not lost in it; it
\nis only her earthly exterior that suffers their impact and mixes its
\nflaming purity and strength with their mortal nature. Her deeper and
\ngreater self lives within by itself, untouched, uninvolved.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Nearness
\nto Nature<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nOftener
\nin dumb Nature\u2019s stir and peace
A nearness she could feel
\nserenely one;
The Force in her drew earth\u2019s subhuman broods;
\n
And to her spirit\u2019s large and free delight
She joined the
\nardent-hued magnificent lives
Of animal and bird and flower and
\ntree. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThey
\nanswered to her with the simple heart. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nMore often she feels
\na closeness with Nature around. Animals, birds, and other sub-human
\nspecies are drawn to her by the Force within her. She joins her
\nspontaneous delight to the unsophisticated, ardent lives of animals,
\nbirds, plants and flowers. They respond to her presence and touch
\nwith the simplicity that is natural to them.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Disturbing
\nElement in Man<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nIn
\nman a dim disturbing somewhat lives;
It knows but turns away from
\ndivine Light
Preferring the dark ignorance of the fall. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThis free response
\nfrom the sub-human creation is not possible from man. For in him
\nthere is a new element, a vitiating factor, the human mind. It
\ndisturbs the harmony achieved at the plant and animal level of
\ncreation. It perceives and recognises the divine Light which can
\nillumine and complete its limited self if only it would open and
\nsurrender itself to its power. But it is perverse and it deliberately
\nturns away from the greater Light preferring to wallow in the
\ndarkness of its ignorance.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>No
\nPartner Anywhere<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAmong
\nthe many who came drawn to her
Nowhere she found her partner of
\nhigh tasks,
The comrade of her soul, her other self
Who was
\nmade with her, like God and Nature, one. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThere are many who
\nare drawn to Savitri. But she does not find among them even one who
\ncould be her partner in the high tasks before her, who is designed by
\nProvidence to be her companion self, who is created along with her to
\nbe one with her, like God and Nature that are one in partnership<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>She
\nLives Aloof<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThus
\nlighting earth around her like a sun,
Yet in her inmost sky an
\norb aloof,
A distance severed her from those most close. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nPuissant,
\napart her soul as the gods live. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nSome do succeed in
\napproaching close to her; they are touched and catch her burning
\nintensity; but they cannot keep it up, they fail after a time. Her
\ndemand proves too great to meet, her force too pure to bear.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\nThus does she live
\nlike the sun, herself aloof but lighting up all around her. There is
\na gulf between her and even those who are most close to her. She is,
\nlike the gods, powerful and apart from all.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Her
\nsmall Circle<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAs
\nyet with the great world she had no link;
In a small circle of
\nyoung eager hearts,
Her spirit\u2019s early reign and human school,
\n
Her apprenticeship she made to life and death,
Content in her
\nlittle garden of the gods
As blossoms a flower in an unvisited
\nplace. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nShe has no
\nconnection yet with the world outside her immediate environment. She
\nlives content in the little circle of her young fellow-spirits,
\ngrowing in human life-experiences, blossoming like a flower in an
\nunfrequented spot.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Hope
\nof Golden Change<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nEarth
\nnursed, unconscious still, the inhabiting flame,
Yet something
\ndeeply stirred and dimly knew;
There was a movement and a
\npassionate call,
A rainbow dream, a hope of golden change;
Some
\nsecret wing of expectation beat,
A growing sense of something new
\nand rare
And beautiful stole across the heart of Time. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nEarth-Nature nurses
\nthis flaming child on her bosom, albeit unconscious of her greatness.
\nAll the same\u2014though the Earth is not yet conscious of her
\ngreatness\u2014there is something in the Earth Consciousness that knows
\nvaguely and is moved to its depths; there is a stir and an intense
\ncall goes forth; there is bright dreaming and cheering hope of a
\nluminous change in the air. An increasing expectation is abroad of
\nsomething new, rare and beautiful.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>World
\nDiscovers Her<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThen
\na faint whisper of her touched the soil,
Breathed like a hidden
\nneed the soul divines;
The eye of the great world discovered her,
\n
A wonder lifted up its bardic voice. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nThen a vague
\nintimation of her presence reaches life on earth; it comes as an
\nanswer to the felt need of all. The great wide world discovers
\nSavitri and she is hailed in high wonder.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Her
\nName<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nA
\nkey to a Light still kept in being\u2019s care,
The sun-word of an
\nancient mystery\u2019s sense,
Her name ran murmuring on the lips of
\nmen
Exalted and sweet like an inspired verse
Struck from the
\nepic lyre of rumour\u2019s winds
Or sung like a chanted thought by
\nthe poet Fame. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nHer name is a key to
\nthe realm of Light not yet manifested. The inspiring name
\ncommunicates itself from person to person, exalting and filling
\neveryone with happiness like the notes of a celestial lyre or a
\nmantra chanted by a far-ranged Seer.<\/FONT><\/FONT><\/P>
\n


\n
<\/FONT><\/FONT>Unapproachably
\nDivine<\/B><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nBut
\nlike a sacred symbol\u2019s was that cult. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n


\nAdmired,
\nunsought, intangible to the grasp
Her beauty and flaming strength
\nwere seen afar
Like lightning playing with the fallen day,
A
\nglory unapproachably divine. <\/FONT><\/FONT><\/FONT>
\n<\/P>
\n

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