{"id":2483,"date":"2013-07-13T01:41:55","date_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:41:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/?p=2483"},"modified":"2013-07-13T01:41:55","modified_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:41:55","slug":"29-canto-one-the-destined-meeting-place-vol-33-34-savitri","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/01-works-of-sri-aurobindo\/03-cwsa\/33-34-savitri\/29-canto-one-the-destined-meeting-place-vol-33-34-savitri","title":{"rendered":"-29_Canto One – The Destined Meeting-Place.htm"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\n\t\t\tBOOK FIVE<\/b><\/p>\n

\n\t\t\t <\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe Book of Love<\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

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\nCanto One <\/font><\/i><\/b><\/p>\n

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\n\t\t\tThe Destined Meeting-Place<\/font><\/i><\/b><\/p>\n

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\nB<\/font>UT NOW<\/b> the destined spot and hour were close;<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tUnknowing she had neared her nameless goal.<\/p>\n

For though a dress of blind and devious chance<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tIs laid upon the work of all-wise Fate,<\/p>\n

Our acts interpret an omniscient Force<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThat dwells in the compelling stuff of things,<\/p>\n

And nothing happens in the cosmic play<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tBut at its time and in its foreseen place.<\/p>\n

To a space she came of soft and delicate air<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThat seemed a sanctuary of youth and joy,<\/p>\n

A highland world of free and green delight<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tWhere spring and summer lay together and strove<\/p>\n

In indolent and amicable debate,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tInarmed, disputing with laughter who should rule.<\/p>\n

There expectation beat wide sudden wings<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAs if a soul had looked out from earth’s face,<\/p>\n

And all that was in her felt a coming change<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd forgetting obvious joys and common dreams,<\/p>\n

Obedient to Time’s call, to the spirit’s fate,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tWas lifted to a beauty calm and pure<\/p>\n

That lived under the eyes of Eternity.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA crowd of mountainous heads assailed the sky<\/p>\n

Pushing towards rival shoulders nearer heaven,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe armoured leaders of an iron line;<\/p>\n

Earth prostrate lay beneath their feet of stone.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tBelow them crouched a dream of emerald woods<\/p>\n

And gleaming borders solitary as sleep:<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tPale waters ran like glimmering threads of pearl.<\/p>\n

A sigh was straying among happy leaves;<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tCool-perfumed with slow pleasure-burdened feet<\/p>\n

Faint stumbling breezes faltered among flowers.<\/p>\n

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The white crane stood, a vivid motionless streak,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tPeacock and parrot jewelled soil and tree,<\/p>\n

The dove’s soft moan enriched the enamoured air<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd fire-winged wild-drakes swam in silvery pools.<\/p>\n

Earth couched alone with her great lover Heaven,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tUncovered to her consort’s azure eye.<\/p>\n

In a luxurious ecstasy of joy<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tShe squandered the love-music of her notes,<\/p>\n

Wasting the passionate pattern of her blooms<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAnd festival riot of her scents and hues.<\/p>\n

A cry and leap and hurry was around,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe stealthy footfalls of her chasing things,<\/p>\n

The shaggy emerald of her centaur mane,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe gold and sapphire of her warmth and blaze.<\/p>\n

Magician of her rapt felicities,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tBlithe, sensuous-hearted, careless and divine,<\/p>\n

Life ran or hid in her delightful rooms;<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tBehind all brooded Nature’s grandiose calm.<\/p>\n

Primaeval peace was there and in its bosom<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tHeld undisturbed the strife of bird and beast.<\/p>\n

Man the deep-browed artificer had not come<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tTo lay his hand on happy inconscient things,<\/p>\n

Thought was not there nor the measurer, strong-eyed toil,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tLife had not learned its discord with its aim.<\/p>\n

The Mighty Mother lay outstretched at ease.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAll was in line with her first satisfied plan;<\/p>\n

Moved by a universal will of joy<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe trees bloomed in their green felicity<\/p>\n

And the wild children brooded not on pain.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tAt the end reclined a stern and giant tract<\/p>\n

Of tangled depths and solemn questioning hills,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tPeaks like a bare austerity of the soul,<\/p>\n

Armoured, remote and desolately grand<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tLike the thought-screened infinities that lie<\/p>\n

Behind the rapt smile of the Almighty’s dance.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA matted forest-head invaded heaven<\/p>\n

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As if a blue-throated ascetic peered<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tFrom the stone fastness of his mountain cell<\/p>\n

Regarding the brief gladness of the days;<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tHis vast extended spirit couched behind.<\/p>\n

A mighty murmur of immense retreat<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tBesieged the ear, a sad and limitless call<\/p>\n

As of a soul retiring from the world.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThis was the scene which the ambiguous Mother<\/p>\n

Had chosen for her brief felicitous hour;<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tHere in this solitude far from the world<\/p>\n

Her part she began in the world’s joy and strife.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tHere were disclosed to her the mystic courts,<\/p>\n

The lurking doors of beauty and surprise,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tThe wings that murmur in the golden house,<\/p>\n

The temple of sweetness and the fiery aisle.<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA stranger on the sorrowful roads of Time,<\/p>\n

Immortal under the yoke of death and fate,<\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tA sacrificant of the bliss and pain of the spheres,<\/p>\n

Love in the wilderness met Savitri.<\/p>\n

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\n\t\t\tCANTO<\/font> ONE<\/font><\/p>\n

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