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\n\t\t\tO<\/font>UT OF<\/b> abysmal trance her spirit woke.<\/p>\n

Lain on the earth-mother’s calm inconscient breast<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tShe saw the green-clad branches lean above<\/p>\n

Guarding her sleep with their enchanted life,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd overhead a blue-winged ecstasy<\/p>\n

Fluttered from bough to bough with high-pitched call.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tInto the magic secrecy of the woods<\/p>\n

Peering through an emerald lattice-window of leaves,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tIn indolent skies reclined, the thinning day<\/p>\n

Turned to its slow fall into evening’s peace.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tShe pressed the living body of Satyavan:<\/p>\n

On her body’s wordless joy to be and breathe<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tShe bore the blissful burden of his head<\/p>\n

Between her breasts’ warm labour of delight,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe waking gladness of her members felt<\/p>\n

The weight of heaven in his limbs, a touch<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tSumming the whole felicity of things,<\/p>\n

And all her life was conscious of his life<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd all her being rejoiced enfolding his.<\/p>\n

The immense remoteness of her trance had passed;<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tHuman she was once more, earth’s Savitri,<\/p>\n

Yet felt in her illimitable change.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA power dwelt in her soul too great for earth,<\/p>\n

A bliss lived in her heart too large for heaven;<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tLight too intense for thought and love too boundless<\/p>\n

For earth’s emotions lit her skies of mind<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd spread through her deep and happy seas of soul.<\/p>\n

All that is sacred in the world drew near<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tTo her divine passivity of mood.<\/p>\n

A marvellous voice of silence breathed its thoughts.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAll things in Time and Space she had taken for hers;<\/p>\n

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In her they moved, by her they lived and were,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe whole wide world clung to her for delight,<\/p>\n

Created for her rapt embrace of love.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tNow in her spaceless self released from bounds<\/p>\n

Unnumbered years seemed moments long drawn out,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe brilliant time-flakes of eternity.<\/p>\n

Outwingings of a bird from its bright home,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tHer earthly morns were radiant flights of joy.<\/p>\n

Boundless she was, a form of infinity.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAbsorbed no longer by the moment’s beat<\/p>\n

Her spirit the unending future felt<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd lived with all the unbeginning past.<\/p>\n

Her life was a dawn’s victorious opening,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe past and unborn days had joined their dreams,<\/p>\n

Old vanished eves and far arriving noons<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tHinted to her a vision of prescient hours.<\/p>\n

Supine in musing bliss she lay awhile<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tGiven to the wonder of a waking trance;<\/p>\n

Half-risen then she sent her gaze around,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAs if to recover old sweet trivial threads,<\/p>\n

Old happy thoughts, small treasured memories,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd weave them into one immortal day.<\/p>\n

Ever she held on the paradise of her breast<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tHer lover charmed into a fathomless sleep,<\/p>\n

Lain like an infant spirit unaware<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tLulled on the verge of two consenting worlds.<\/p>\n

But soon she leaned down over her loved to call<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tHis mind back to her with her travelling touch<\/p>\n

On his closed eyelids; settled was her still look<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tOf strong delight, not yearning now, but large<\/p>\n

With limitless joy or sovereign last content,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tPure, passionate with the passion of the gods.<\/p>\n

Desire stirred not its wings; for all was made<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAn overarching of celestial rays<\/p>\n

Like the absorbed control of sky on plain,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tHeaven’s leaning down to embrace from all sides earth,<\/p>\n

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A quiet rapture, a vast security.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThen sighing to her touch the soft-winged sleep<\/p>\n

Rose hovering from his flowerlike lids and flew<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tMurmurous away. Awake, he found her eyes<\/p>\n

Waiting for his, and felt her hands, and saw<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe earth his home given back to him once more<\/p>\n

And her made his again, his passion’s all.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tWith his arms’ encircling hold around her locked,<\/p>\n

A living knot to make possession close,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tHe murmured with hesitating lips her name,<\/p>\n

And vaguely recollecting wonder cried,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\t“Whence hast thou brought me captive back, love-chained,<\/p>\n

To thee and sunlight’s walls, O golden beam<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd casket of all sweetness, Savitri,<\/p>\n

Godhead and woman, moonlight of my soul?<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tFor surely I have travelled in strange worlds<\/p>\n

By thee companioned, a pursuing spirit,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tTogether we have disdained the gates of night.<\/p>\n

I have turned away from the celestials’ joy<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd heaven’s insufficient without thee.<\/p>\n

Where now has passed that formidable Shape<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tWhich rose against us, the Spirit of the Void,<\/p>\n

Claiming the world for Death and Nothingness,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tDenying God and soul? Or was all a dream<\/p>\n

Or a vision seen in a spiritual sleep,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA symbol of the oppositions of Time<\/p>\n

Or a mind-lit beacon of significance<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tIn some stress of darkness lighting on the Way<\/p>\n

Or guiding a swimmer through the straits of Death,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tOr finding with the succour of its ray<\/p>\n

In a gully mid the crowded streets of Chance<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe soul that into the world-adventure came,<\/p>\n

A scout and voyager from Eternity?”<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tBut she replied, “Our parting was the dream;<\/p>\n

We are together, we live, O Satyavan.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tLook round thee and behold, glad and unchanged<\/p>\n

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Our home, this forest with its thousand cries<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd the whisper of the wind among the leaves<\/p>\n

And, through rifts in emerald scene, the evening sky,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tGod’s canopy of blue sheltering our lives,<\/p>\n

And the birds crying for heart’s happiness,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tWinged poets of our solitary reign,<\/p>\n

Our friends on earth where we are king and queen.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tOnly our souls have left Death’s night behind,<\/p>\n

Changed by a mighty dream’s reality,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tIllumined by the light of symbol worlds<\/p>\n

And the stupendous summit self of things,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd stood at Godhead’s gates limitless, free.”<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThen filled with the glory of their happiness<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThey rose and with safe clinging fingers locked<\/p>\n

Hung on each other in a silent look.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tBut he with a new wonder in his heart<\/p>\n

And a new flame of worship in his eyes:<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\t“What high change is in thee, O Savitri? Bright<\/p>\n

Ever thou wast, a goddess still and pure,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tYet dearer to me by thy sweet human parts<\/p>\n

Earth gave thee making thee yet more divine.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tMy adoration mastered, my desire<\/p>\n

Bent down to make its subject, my daring clasped,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tClaiming by body and soul my life’s estate,<\/p>\n

Rapture’s possession, love’s sweet property,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA statue of silence in my templed spirit,<\/p>\n

A yearning godhead and a golden bride.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tBut now thou seemst almost too high and great<\/p>\n

For mortal worship; Time lies below thy feet<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd the whole world seems only a part of thee,<\/p>\n

Thy presence the hushed heaven I inhabit,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd thou lookst on me in the gaze of the stars,<\/p>\n

Yet art the earthly keeper of my soul,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tMy life a whisper of thy dreaming thoughts,<\/p>\n

My morns a gleaming of thy spirit’s wings,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd day and night are of thy beauty part.<\/p>\n

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Hast thou not taken my heart to treasure it<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tIn the secure environment of thy breast?<\/p>\n

Awakened from the silence and the sleep,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tI have consented for thy sake to be.<\/p>\n

By thee I have greatened my mortal arc of life,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tBut now far heavens, unmapped infinitudes<\/p>\n

Thou hast brought me, thy illimitable gift!<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tIf to fill these thou lift thy sacred flight,<\/p>\n

My human earth will still demand thy bliss.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tMake still my life through thee a song of joy<\/p>\n

And all my silence wide and deep with thee.”<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA heavenly queen consenting to his will,<\/p>\n

She clasped his feet, by her enshrining hair<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tEnveloped in a velvet cloak of love,<\/p>\n

And answered softly like a murmuring lute:<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\t“All now is changed, yet all is still the same.<\/p>\n

Lo, we have looked upon the face of God,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tOur life has opened with divinity.<\/p>\n

We have borne identity with the Supreme<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd known his meaning in our mortal lives.<\/p>\n

Our love has grown greater by that mighty touch<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd learned its heavenly significance,<\/p>\n

Yet nothing is lost of mortal love’s delight.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tHeaven’s touch fulfils but cancels not our earth:<\/p>\n

Our bodies need each other in the same last;<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tStill in our breasts repeat heavenly secret rhythm<\/p>\n

Our human heart-beats passionately close.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tStill am I she who came to thee mid the murmur<\/p>\n

Of sunlit leaves upon this forest verge;<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tI am the Madran, I am Savitri.<\/p>\n

All that I was before, I am to thee still,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tClose comrade of thy thoughts and hopes and toils,<\/p>\n

All happy contraries I would join for thee.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAll sweet relations marry in our life;<\/p>\n

I am thy kingdom even as thou art mine,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe sovereign and the slave of thy desire,<\/p>\n

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Thy prone possessor, sister of thy soul<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd mother of thy wants; thou art my world,<\/p>\n

The earth I need, the heaven my thoughts desire,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe world I inhabit and the god I adore.<\/p>\n

Thy body is my body’s counterpart<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tWhose every limb my answering limb desires,<\/p>\n

Whose heart is key to all my heart-beats, \u2014 this<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tI am and thou to me, O Satyavan.<\/p>\n

Our wedded walk through life begins anew,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tNo gladness lost, no depth of mortal joy.<\/p>\n

Let us go through this new world that is the same,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tFor it is given back, but it is known,<\/p>\n

A playing-ground and dwelling-house of God<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tWho hides himself in bird and beast and man<\/p>\n

Sweetly to find himself again by love,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tBy oneness. His presence leads the rhythms of life<\/p>\n

That seek for mutual joy in spite of pain.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tWe have each other found, O Satyavan,<\/p>\n

In the great light of the discovered soul.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tLet us go back, for eve is in the skies.<\/p>\n

Now grief is dead and serene bliss remains<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe heart of all our days for evermore.<\/p>\n

Lo, all these beings in this wonderful world!<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tLet us give joy to all, for joy is ours.<\/p>\n

For not for ourselves alone our spirits came<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tOut of the veil of the Unmanifest,<\/p>\n

Out of the deep immense Unknowable<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tUpon the ignorant breast of dubious earth,<\/p>\n

Into the ways of labouring, seeking men,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tTwo fires that burn towards that parent Sun,<\/p>\n

Two rays that travel to the original Light.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tTo lead man’s soul towards truth and God we are born,<\/p>\n

To draw the chequered scheme of mortal life<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tInto some semblance of the Immortal’s plan,<\/p>\n

To shape it closer to an image of God,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA little nearer to the Idea divine.”<\/p>\n

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She closed her arms about his breast and head<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAs if to keep him on her bosom worn<\/p>\n

For ever through the journeying of the years.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tSo for a while they stood entwined, their kiss<\/p>\n

And passion-tranced embrace a meeting-point<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tIn their commingling spirits one for ever,<\/p>\n

Two-souled, two-bodied for the joys of Time.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThen hand in hand they left that solemn place<\/p>\n

Full now of mute unusual memories,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tTo the green distance of their sylvan home<\/p>\n

Returning slowly through the forest’s heart.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tRound them the afternoon to evening changed;<\/p>\n

Light slipped down to the brightly sleeping verge,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd the birds came back winging to their nests,<\/p>\n

And day and night leaned to each other’s arms.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tNow the dusk shadowy trees stood close around<\/p>\n

Like dreaming spirits and, delaying night,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe grey-eyed pensive evening heard their steps,<\/p>\n

And from all points the cries and movements came<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tOf the four-footed wanderers of the night<\/p>\n

Approaching. Then a human rumour rose<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tLong alien to their solitary days,<\/p>\n

Invading the charmed wilderness of leaves<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tOnce sacred to secluded loneliness<\/p>\n

With violent breaking of its virgin sleep.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThrough the screened dusk it deepened still and there neared<\/p>\n

Floating of many voices and the sound<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tOf many feet, till on their sight broke in<\/p>\n

As if a coloured wave upon the eye<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe brilliant strenuous crowded days of man.<\/p>\n

Topped by a flaring multitude of lights<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA great resplendent company arrived.<\/p>\n

Life in its ordered tumult wavering came<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tBringing its stream of unknown faces, thronged<\/p>\n

With gold-fringed headdresses, gold-broidered robes,<\/p>\n

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Glittering of ornaments, fluttering of hems,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tHundreds of hands parted the forest-boughs,<\/p>\n

Hundreds of eyes searched the entangled glades.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tCalm white-clad priests their grave-eyed sweetness brought,<\/p>\n

Strong warriors in their glorious armour shone,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe proud-hooved steeds came trampling through the wood.<\/p>\n

In front King Dyumatsena walked, no more<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tBlind, faltering-limbed, but his far-questing eyes<\/p>\n

Restored to all their confidence in light<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tTook seeingly this imaged outer world;<\/p>\n

Firmly he trod with monarch step the soil.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tBy him that queen and mother’s anxious face<\/p>\n

Came changed from its habitual burdened look<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tWhich in its drooping strength of tired toil<\/p>\n

Had borne the fallen life of those she loved.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tHer patient paleness wore a pensive glow<\/p>\n

Like evening’s subdued gaze of gathered light<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tDeparting, which foresees sunrise her child.<\/p>\n

Sinking in quiet splendours of her sky,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tShe lives awhile to muse upon that hope,<\/p>\n

The brilliance of her rich receding gleam<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA thoughtful prophecy of lyric dawn.<\/p>\n

Her eyes were first to find her children’s forms.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tBut at the vision of the beautiful twain<\/p>\n

The air awoke perturbed with scaling cries,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd the swift parents hurrying to their child, \u2014<\/p>\n

Their cause of life now who had given him breath, \u2014<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tPossessed him with their arms. Then tenderly<\/p>\n

Cried Dyumatsena chiding Satyavan:<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\t“The fortunate gods have looked on me today,<\/p>\n

A kingdom seeking came and heaven’s rays.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tBut where wast thou? Thou hast tormented gladness<\/p>\n

With fear’s dull shadow, O my child, my life.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tWhat danger kept thee for the darkening woods?<\/p>\n

Or how could pleasure in her ways forget<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThat useless orbs without thee are my eyes<\/p>\n

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Which only for thy sake rejoice at light?<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tNot like thyself was this done, Savitri,<\/p>\n

Who ledst not back thy husband to our arms,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tKnowing with him beside me only is taste<\/p>\n

In food and for his touch evening and morn<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tI live content with my remaining days.”<\/p>\n

But Satyavan replied with smiling lips,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\t“Lay all on her; she is the cause of all.<\/p>\n

With her enchantments she has twined me round.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tBehold, at noon leaving this house of clay<\/p>\n

I wandered in far-off eternities,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tYet still, a captive in her golden hands,<\/p>\n

I tread your little hillock called green earth<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd in the moments of your transient sun<\/p>\n

Live glad among the busy works of men.”<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThen all eyes turned their wondering looks where stood,<\/p>\n

A deepening redder gold upon her cheeks,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tWith lowered lids the noble lovely child,<\/p>\n

And one consenting thought moved every breast.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\t“What gleaming marvel of the earth or skies<\/p>\n

Stands silently by human Satyavan<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tTo mark a brilliance in the dusk of eve?<\/p>\n

If this is she of whom the world has heard,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tWonder no more at any happy change.<\/p>\n

Each easy miracle of felicity<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tOf her transmuting heart the alchemy is.”<\/p>\n

Then one spoke there who seemed a priest and sage:<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\t“O woman soul, what light, what power revealed,<\/p>\n

Working the rapid marvels of this day,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tOpens for us by thee a happier age?”<\/p>\n

Her lashes fluttering upwards gathered in<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tTo a vision which had scanned immortal things,<\/p>\n

Rejoicing, human forms for their delight.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThey claimed for their deep childlike motherhood<\/p>\n

The life of all these souls to be her life,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThen falling veiled the light. Low she replied,<\/p>\n

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“Awakened to the meaning of my heart<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThat to feel love and oneness is to live<\/p>\n

And this the magic of our golden change,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tIs all the truth I know or seek, O sage.”<\/p>\n

Wondering at her and her too luminous words<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tWestward they turned in the fast-gathering night.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tFrom the entangling verges freed they came<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tInto a dimness of the sleeping earth<\/p>\n

And travelled through her faint and slumbering plains.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tMurmur and movement and the tread of men<\/p>\n

Broke the night’s solitude; the neigh of steeds<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tRose from that indistinct and voiceful sea<\/p>\n

Of life and all along its marchings swelled<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe rhyme of hooves, the chariot’s homeward voice.<\/p>\n

Drawn by white manes upon a high-roofed car<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tIn flare of the unsteady torches went<\/p>\n

With linked hands Satyavan and Savitri,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tHearing a marriage march and nuptial hymn,<\/p>\n

Where waited them the many-voiced human world.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tNumberless the stars swam on their shadowy field<\/p>\n

Describing in the gloom the ways of light.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThen while they skirted yet the southward verge,<\/p>\n

Lost in the halo of her musing brows<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tNight, splendid with the moon dreaming in heaven<\/p>\n

In silver peace, possessed her luminous reign.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tShe brooded through her stillness on a thought<\/p>\n

Deep-guarded by her mystic folds of light,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd in her bosom nursed a greater dawn.<\/p>\n

THE<\/font> END<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

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