{"id":509,"date":"2013-07-13T01:28:28","date_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:28:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/?p=509"},"modified":"2013-07-13T01:28:28","modified_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:28:28","slug":"03-book-1-canto-02-the-issue-vol-28-savitri-volume-28","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/01-works-of-sri-aurobindo\/01-sabcl\/28-savitri-volume-28\/03-book-1-canto-02-the-issue-vol-28-savitri-volume-28","title":{"rendered":"-03_Book 1 Canto 02 The Issue.htm"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Canto Two<\/i> <\/p>\n

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\nThe Issue<\/font><\/span> <\/p>\n

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Awhile, withdrawn in secret fields of thought,<\/p>\n

Her mind moved in a many-imaged past<\/p>\n

That lived again and saw its end approach:<\/p>\n

Dying, it lived imperishably in her;<\/p>\n

Transient and vanishing from transient eyes,<\/p>\n

Invisible, a fateful ghost of self,<\/p>\n

It bore the future on its phantom breast.<\/p>\n

Along the fleeting event’s far-backward trail<\/p>\n

Regressed the stream of the insistent hours,<\/p>\n

And on the bank of the mysterious flood<\/p>\n

Peopled with well-loved forms now seen no more<\/p>\n

And the subtle images of things that were,<\/p>\n

Her witness spirit stood reviewing Time.<\/p>\n

All that she once had hoped and dreamed and been,<\/p>\n

Flew past her eagle-winged through memory’s skies.<\/p>\n

As in a many-hued flaming inner dawn,<\/p>\n

Her life’s broad highways and its sweet bypaths<\/p>\n

Lay mapped to her sun-clear recording view,<\/p>\n

From the bright country of her childhood’s days<\/p>\n

And the blue mountains of her soaring youth<\/p>\n

And the paradise groves and peacock wings of Love<\/p>\n

To joy clutched under the silent shadow of doom<\/p>\n

In a last turn where heaven raced with hell.<\/p>\n

Twelve passionate months led in a day of fate.<\/p>\n

An absolute supernatural darkness falls<\/p>\n

On man sometimes when he draws near to God:<\/p>\n

An hour comes when fail all Nature’s means;<\/p>\n

Forced out from the protecting Ignorance<\/p>\n

And flung back on his naked primal need,<\/p>\n

He at length must cast from him his surface soul<\/p>\n

And be the ungarbed entity within: <\/p>\n

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That hour had fallen now on Savitri.<\/p>\n

A point she had reached where life must be in vain<\/p>\n

Or, in her unborn element awake,<\/p>\n

Her will must cancel her body’s destiny.<\/p>\n

For only the unborn spirit’s timeless power<\/p>\n

Can lift the yoke imposed by birth in
\ntime.<\/p>\n

Only the Self that builds this figure of self<\/p>\n

Can rase the fixed interminable line<\/p>\n

That joins these changing names, these numberless lives,<\/p>\n

These new oblivious personalities<\/p>\n

And keeps still lurking in our conscious acts<\/p>\n

The trail of old forgotten thoughts and deeds,<\/p>\n

Disown the legacy of our buried selves,<\/p>\n

The burdensome heirship to our vanished forms<\/p>\n

Accepted blindly by the body and soul.<\/p>\n

An episode in an unremembered tale,<\/p>\n

Its beginning lost, its motive and plot concealed,<\/p>\n

A once living story has prepared and made<\/p>\n

Our present fate, child of past energies.<\/p>\n

The fixity of the cosmic sequences<\/p>\n

Fastened with hidden inevitable links<\/p>\n

She must disrupt, dislodge by her soul’s force<\/p>\n

Her past, a block on the
\nimmortal’s road,<\/p>\n

Make a rased ground and shape anew her fate.<\/p>\n

A colloquy of the original Gods<\/p>\n

Meeting upon the borders of the unknown,<\/p>\n

Her soul’s debate with embodied Nothingness<\/p>\n

Must be wrestled out on a dangerous dim background:<\/p>\n

Her being must confront its formless Cause,<\/p>\n

Against the universe weigh its single self.<\/p>\n

On the bare peak where Self is alone with Nought<\/p>\n

And life has no sense and love no place to stand,<\/p>\n

She must plead her case upon extinction’s verge,<\/p>\n

In the world’s death-cave uphold life’s helpless claim<\/p>\n

And vindicate her right to be and love.<\/p>\n

Altered must be Nature’s harsh economy; <\/p>\n

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Acquittance she must win from her past’s bond,<\/p>\n

An old account of suffering exhaust,<\/p>\n

Strike out from Time the soul’s long compound debt<\/p>\n

And the heavy servitudes of the Karmic Gods,<\/p>\n

The slow revenge of unforgiving Law<\/p>\n

And the deep need of universal pain<\/p>\n

And hard sacrifice and tragic consequence.<\/p>\n

Out of a timeless barrier she must break,<\/p>\n

Penetrate with her thinking depths the Void’s monstrous
\nhush,<\/p>\n

Look into the lonely eyes of immortal Death<\/p>\n

And with her nude spirit measure the Infinite’s night.<\/p>\n

The great and dolorous moment now was close.<\/p>\n

A mailed battalion marching to its doom,<\/p>\n

The last long days went by with heavy tramp,<\/p>\n

Long but too soon to pass, too near the end.<\/p>\n

Alone amid the many faces loved,<\/p>\n

Aware among unknowing happy hearts,<\/p>\n

Her armoured spirit kept watch upon the hours<\/p>\n

Listening for a foreseen tremendous step<\/p>\n

In the closed beauty of the inhuman wilds.<\/p>\n

A combatant in silent dreadful lists,<\/p>\n

The world unknowing, for the world she stood:<\/p>\n

No helper had she save the Strength within;<\/p>\n

There was no witness of terrestrial eyes;<\/p>\n

The Gods above and Nature sole below<\/p>\n

Were the spectators of that mighty strife.<\/p>\n

Around her were the austere sky-pointing hills,<\/p>\n

And the green murmurous broad deep-thoughted woods<\/p>\n

Muttered incessantly their muffled spell.<\/p>\n

A dense magnificent coloured self-wrapped life<\/p>\n

Draped in the leaves’ vivid emerald monotone<\/p>\n

And set with chequered sunbeams and blithe flowers<\/p>\n

Immured her destiny’s secluded scene.<\/p>\n

There had she grown to the stature of her spirit:<\/p>\n

The genius of titanic silences<\/p>\n

Steeping her soul in its wide loneliness <\/p>\n

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Had shown to her her self’s bare reality<\/p>\n

And mated her with her environment.<\/p>\n

Its solitude greatened her human hours<\/p>\n

With a background of the eternal and unique.<\/p>\n

A force of spare direct necessity<\/p>\n

Reduced the heavy framework of man’s days<\/p>\n

And his overburdening mass of outward needs<\/p>\n

To a first thin strip of simple animal wants,<\/p>\n

And the mighty wideness of the primitive earth<\/p>\n

And the brooding multitude of patient trees<\/p>\n

And the musing sapphire leisure of the sky<\/p>\n

And the solemn weight of the slowly passing months<\/p>\n

Had left in her deep room for thought and God.<\/p>\n

There was her drama’s radiant prologue lived.<\/p>\n

A spot for the eternal’s tread on earth<\/p>\n

Set in the cloistral yearning of the woods<\/p>\n

And watched by the aspiration of the peaks<\/p>\n

Appeared through an aureate opening in Time<\/p>\n

Where stillness listening felt the unspoken word<\/p>\n

And the hours forgot to pass towards grief and change.<\/p>\n

Here with the suddenness divine advents have,<\/p>\n

Repeating the marvel of the first descent,<\/p>\n

Changing to rapture the dull earthly round,<\/p>\n

Love came to her hiding the shadow, Death.<\/p>\n

Well might he find in her his perfect shrine.<\/p>\n

Since first the earth-being’s heavenward growth began,<\/p>\n

Through all the long ordeal of the race,<\/p>\n

Never a rarer creature bore his shaft,<\/p>\n

That burning test of the godhead in our parts,<\/p>\n

A lightning from the heights on our abyss.<\/p>\n

All in her pointed to a nobler kind.<\/p>\n

Near to earth’s wideness, intimate with heaven,<\/p>\n

Exalted and swift her young large-visioned spirit<\/p>\n

Voyaging through worlds of splendour and of calm<\/p>\n

Overflew the ways of Thought to unborn things.<\/p>\n

Ardent was her self-poised unstumbling will; <\/p>\n

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Her mind, a sea of white sincerity,<\/p>\n

Passionate in flow, had not one turbid wave.<\/p>\n

As in a mystic and dynamic dance<\/p>\n

A priestess of immaculate ecstasies<\/p>\n

Inspired and ruled from Truth’s revealing vault<\/p>\n

Moves in some prophet cavern of the gods,<\/p>\n

A heart of silence in the hands of joy<\/p>\n

Inhabited with rich creative beats<\/p>\n

A body like a parable of dawn<\/p>\n

That seemed a niche for veiled divinity<\/p>\n

Or golden temple door to things beyond.<\/p>\n

Immortal rhythms swayed in her time-born steps;<\/p>\n

Her look, her smile awoke celestial sense<\/p>\n

Even in earth-stuff, and their intense delight<\/p>\n

Poured a supernal beauty on men’s lives.<\/p>\n

A wide self-giving was her native act;<\/p>\n

A magnanimity as of sea or sky<\/p>\n

Enveloped with its greatness all that came<\/p>\n

And gave a sense as of a greatened world:<\/p>\n

Her kindly care was a sweet temperate sun,<\/p>\n

Her high passion a blue heaven’s equipoise.<\/p>\n

As might a soul fly like a hunted bird,<\/p>\n

Escaping with tired wings from a world of storms,<\/p>\n

And a quiet reach like a remembered breast,<\/p>\n

In a haven of safety and splendid soft repose<\/p>\n

One could drink life back in streams of honey-fire,<\/p>\n

Recover the lost habit of happiness,<\/p>\n

Feel her bright nature’s glorious ambiance,<\/p>\n

And preen joy in her warmth and colour’s rule.<\/p>\n

A deep of compassion, a hushed sanctuary,<\/p>\n

Her inward help unbarred a gate in heaven;<\/p>\n

Love in her was wider than the universe,<\/p>\n

The whole world could take refuge in her single heart.<\/p>\n

The great unsatisfied godhead here could dwell:<\/p>\n

Vacant of the dwarf
\nself’s imprisoned air<\/p>\n

Her mood could harbour his sublimer breath <\/p>\n

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Spiritual that can make all things divine.<\/p>\n

For even her gulfs were secrecies of light.<\/p>\n

At once she was the stillness and the word,<\/p>\n

A continent of self-diffusing peace,<\/p>\n

An ocean of untrembling
\nvirgin fire<\/p>\n

The strength, the silence of the gods were hers.<\/p>\n

In her he found a vastness like his own,<\/p>\n

His high warm subtle ether he refound<\/p>\n

And moved in her as in his natural home.<\/p>\n

In her he met his own eternity.<\/p>\n

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Till then no mournful line had barred this ray.<\/p>\n

On the frail breast of this precarious earth,<\/p>\n

Since her orbed sight in its breath-fastened house,<\/p>\n

Opening in sympathy with happier stars<\/p>\n

Where life is not exposed to sorrowful change,<\/p>\n

Remembered beauty death-claimed lids ignore<\/p>\n

And wondered at this world of fragile forms<\/p>\n

Carried on canvas-strips of shimmering Time,<\/p>\n

The impunity of unborn Mights was hers.<\/p>\n

Although she leaned to bear the human load,<\/p>\n

Her walk kept still the measure of the gods.<\/p>\n

Earth’s breath had failed to stain that brilliant glass:<\/p>\n

Unsmeared with the dust of our mortal atmosphere<\/p>\n

It still reflected heaven’s spiritual joy.<\/p>\n

Almost they saw who lived within her light<\/p>\n

Her playmate in the sempiternal spheres<\/p>\n

Descended from its unattainable realms<\/p>\n

In her attracting advent’s luminous wake,<\/p>\n

The white-fire dragon bird of endless bliss<\/p>\n

Drifting with burning wings above her days:<\/p>\n

Heaven’s tranquil shield guarded the missioned child.<\/p>\n

A glowing orbit was her early term,<\/p>\n

Years like gold raiment of the gods that pass;<\/p>\n

Her youth sat throned in calm felicity.<\/p>\n

But joy cannot endure
\nuntil the end: <\/p>\n

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There is a darkness in terrestrial things<\/p>\n

That will not suffer long too glad a note.<\/p>\n

On her too closed the inescapable Hand:<\/p>\n

The armed Immortal bore the snare of Time.<\/p>\n

One dealt with her who meets the burdened great.<\/p>\n

Assigner of the ordeal and the path<\/p>\n

Who chooses in this holocaust of the soul<\/p>\n

Death, fall and sorrow as the spirit’s goads,<\/p>\n

The dubious godhead with his torch of pain<\/p>\n

Lit up the chasm of the unfinished world<\/p>\n

And called her to fill with her vast self the abyss.<\/p>\n

August and pitiless in his calm outlook,<\/p>\n

Heightening the Eternal’s dreadful strategy,<\/p>\n

He measured the difficulty with the might<\/p>\n

And dug more deep the gulf that all must cross.<\/p>\n

Assailing her divinest elements,<\/p>\n

He made her heart kin to the striving human heart<\/p>\n

And forced her strength to its appointed road.<\/p>\n

For this she had accepted mortal breath;<\/p>\n

To wrestle with the Shadow she had come<\/p>\n

And must confront the riddle of man’s birth<\/p>\n

And life’s brief struggle in dumb Matter’s night.<\/p>\n

Whether to bear with Ignorance and
\nDeath<\/p>\n

Or hew the ways of Immortality,<\/p>\n

To win or lose the godlike game for man,<\/p>\n

Was her soul’s issue thrown with Destiny’s dice.<\/p>\n

But not to submit and suffer was she born;<\/p>\n

To lead, to deliver was her glorious part.<\/p>\n

Here was no fabric of terrestrial make<\/p>\n

Fit for a day’s use by busy careless Powers.<\/p>\n

An image fluttering on the screen of
\nfate<\/p>\n

Half-animated for a passing show,<\/p>\n

Or a castaway on the ocean
\n of Desire<\/p>\n

Flung to the eddies in a ruthless sport<\/p>\n

And tossed along the gulfs of Circumstance,<\/p>\n

A creature born to bend beneath the yoke, <\/p>\n

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A chattel and a plaything of Time’s lords,<\/p>\n

Or one more pawn who comes destined to be pushed<\/p>\n

One slow move forward on a measureless board<\/p>\n

In the chess-play of the earth-soul with Doom,\u2014<\/p>\n

Such is the human figure drawn by Time.<\/p>\n

A conscious frame was here, a self-born Force.<\/p>\n

In this enigma of the dusk of God,<\/p>\n

This slow and strange uneasy compromise<\/p>\n

Of limiting Nature with a limitless Soul,<\/p>\n

Where all must move between an ordered Chance<\/p>\n

And an uncaring blind Necessity,<\/p>\n

Too high the fire spiritual dare not blaze.<\/p>\n

If once it met the intense original Flame,<\/p>\n

An answering touch might shatter all measures made<\/p>\n

And earth sink down with the weight of the Infinite.<\/p>\n

A gaol is this
\nimmense material world.<\/p>\n

Across each road stands armed a stone-eyed
\nlaw,<\/p>\n

At every gate the huge dim sentinels pace.<\/p>\n

A grey tribunal of the Ignorance,<\/p>\n

An Inquisition of the priests of Night<\/p>\n

In judgment sit on the adventurer soul,<\/p>\n

And the dual tables and the Karmic norm<\/p>\n

Restrain the Titan in us and the God:<\/p>\n

Pain with its lash, joy with its silver bribe<\/p>\n

Guard the Wheel’s
\ncircling immobility,<\/p>\n

A bond is put on the high climbing mind,<\/p>\n

A seal on the too large wide-open heart;<\/p>\n

Death stays the journeying discoverer, Life.<\/p>\n

Thus is the throne of the Inconscient safe<\/p>\n

While the tardy coilings of the aeons pass<\/p>\n

And the Animal browses in the sacred fence<\/p>\n

And the gold Hawk can cross the skies no more.<\/p>\n

But one stood up and lit the limitless flame.<\/p>\n

Arraigned by the dark Power that hates all bliss<\/p>\n

In the dire court where life must pay for joy,<\/p>\n

Sentenced by the mechanic justicer <\/p>\n

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To the afflicting penalty of man’s hopes,<\/p>\n

Her head she bowed not to the stark decree<\/p>\n

Baring her helpless heart to destiny’s stroke.<\/p>\n

So bows and must the mind-born will in man<\/p>\n

Obedient to the statutes fixed of old,<\/p>\n

Admitting without appeal the nether gods.<\/p>\n

In her the superhuman cast its seed.<\/p>\n

Inapt to fold its mighty wings of dream<\/p>\n

Her spirit refused to hug the common soil,<\/p>\n

Or, finding all life’s golden meanings robbed,<\/p>\n

Compound with earth, struck from the starry list,<\/p>\n

Or quench with black despair the God-given light.<\/p>\n

Accustomed to the eternal and the true,<\/p>\n

Her being conscious of its divine founts<\/p>\n

Asked not from mortal frailty pain’s relief,<\/p>\n

Patched not with failure bargain or compromise.<\/p>\n

A work she had to do,
\na word to speak;<\/p>\n

Writing the unfinished story of her soul<\/p>\n

In thoughts and actions graved in Nature’s book,<\/p>\n

She accepted not to close the luminous page,<\/p>\n

Cancel her commerce with eternity,<\/p>\n

Or set a signature of weak assent<\/p>\n

To the brute balance of the world’s exchange.<\/p>\n

A force in her that toiled since earth was made,<\/p>\n

Accomplishing in life the great world-plan,<\/p>\n

Pursuing after death immortal aims,<\/p>\n

Repugned to admit frustration’s barren role,<\/p>\n

Forfeit the meaning of her birth in Time,<\/p>\n

Obey the government of the casual fact<\/p>\n

Or yield her high destiny up to passing Chance.<\/p>\n

In her own self she found her high recourse;<\/p>\n

She matched with the iron law her sovereign right:<\/p>\n

Her single will opposed the cosmic rule.<\/p>\n

To stay the wheels of Doom this greatness rose.<\/p>\n

At the Unseen’s knock upon
\nthe hidden gates<\/p>\n

Her strength made greater by the lightning’s touch <\/p>\n

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Awoke from slumber in her heart’s recess.<\/p>\n

It bore the stroke of That which kills and saves.<\/p>\n

Across the awful march no eye can see,<\/p>\n

Barring its dreadful route no will can change,<\/p>\n

She faced the engines of the universe;<\/p>\n

A heart stood in the way of the driving wheels:<\/p>\n

Its giant workings paused in front of a mind,<\/p>\n

Its stark conventions met the flame of a soul.<\/p>\n

A magic leverage suddenly is caught<\/p>\n

That moves the veiled Ineffable’s timeless will:<\/p>\n

A prayer, a master act, a king idea<\/p>\n

Can link man’s strength to a transcendent Force.<\/p>\n

Then miracle is made the common rule,<\/p>\n

One mighty deed can change the course of things;<\/p>\n

A lonely thought becomes omnipotent.<\/p>\n

All now seems Nature’s massed machinery;<\/p>\n

An endless servitude to material rule<\/p>\n

And long determination’s rigid chain,<\/p>\n

Her firm and changeless habits aping Law,<\/p>\n

Her empire of unconscious deft device<\/p>\n

Annul the claim of man’s free human will.<\/p>\n

He too is a machine amid machines;<\/p>\n

A piston brain pumps out the shapes of thought,<\/p>\n

A beating heart cuts out emotion’s modes;<\/p>\n

An insentient energy fabricates a soul.<\/p>\n

Or the figure of the world reveals the signs<\/p>\n

Of a tied Chance repeating her old steps<\/p>\n

In circles around Matter’s binding-posts.<\/p>\n

A random series of inept events<\/p>\n

To which reason lends illusive sense, is here,<\/p>\n

Or the empiric Life’s instinctive search,<\/p>\n

Or a vast ignorant mind’s colossal work.<\/p>\n

But wisdom comes, and
\nvision grows within;<\/p>\n

Then Nature’s instrument crowns himself her king;<\/p>\n

He feels his witnessing self and conscious power;<\/p>\n

His soul steps back and sees the Light supreme. <\/p>\n

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A Godhead stands behind the brute machine.<\/p>\n

This truth broke in in a triumph of fire;<\/p>\n

A victory was won for God in man,<\/p>\n

The deity revealed its hidden face.<\/p>\n

The great World-Mother now in her arose:<\/p>\n

A living choice reversed fate’s cold dead turn,<\/p>\n

Affirmed the spirit’s tread on Circumstance,<\/p>\n

Pressed back the senseless dire revolving Wheel<\/p>\n

And stopped the mute march of Necessity.<\/p>\n

A flaming warrior from the eternal peaks<\/p>\n

Empowered to force the door denied and closed<\/p>\n

Smote from Death’s visage its dumb absolute<\/p>\n

And burst the bounds of consciousness and Time.<\/p>\n

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End of Canto Two <\/p>\n

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