Savitri Book 1 Canto 3 - The Yoga of the King: The Yoga of the Soul's Release
A world’s desire compelled her mortal birth. ||5.1|| One in the front of the immemorial quest,... A thinker and toiler in the ideal’s air, Brought down to earth’s dumb need her radiant power. ||5.2||
A Presence wrought behind the ambiguous screen: ||5.31|| Then came the abrupt transcendent miracle: The masked immaculate Grandeur could outline, At travail in the occult womb of life, His dreamed magnificence of things to be. ||5.33|| A crown of the architecture of the worlds, A mystery of married Earth and Heaven Annexed divinity to the mortal scheme. ||5.34||
A Seer was born, a shining Guest of Time. ||5.35|| For him mind’s limiting firmament ceased above,... The landmarks of the little person fell, The island ego joined its continent: Overpassed was this world of rigid limiting forms: Life’s barriers opened into the Unknown. ||5.36||
He sat in secret chambers looking out Into the luminous countries of the unborn Where all things dreamed by the mind are seen and true...||6.13|| He lived in the mystic space where thought is born And will is nursed by an ethereal Power And fed on the white milk of the Eternal’s strengths Till it grows into the likeness of a god. ||6.15||
Lifting the heavy curtain of the flesh He stood upon a threshold serpent-watched, And peered into the gleaming endless corridors, Silent and listening in the silent heart For the coming of the new and the unknown. ||6.18|| He gazed across the empty stillnesses And heard the footsteps of the undreamed Idea In the far avenues of the Beyond. ||6.19||
The kings of evil and the kings of good, Appellants at the reason’s judgment seat, Proclaimed the gospel of their opposites, And all believed themselves spokesmen of God: The gods of light and titans of the dark Battled for his soul as for a costly prize. ||6.34||
There knowing herself by her own termless self, Wisdom supernal, wordless, absolute Sat uncompanioned in the eternal Calm, All-seeing, motionless, sovereign alone. ||6.47||
An old pull of subconscious cords renews; It draws the unwilling spirit from the heights, Or a dull gravitation drags us down To the blind driven inertia of our base. ||7.4|| This too the supreme Diplomat can use, He makes our fall a means for greater rise. ||7.5||
Always the power poured back like sudden rain, Or slowly in his breast a presence grew; It clambered back to some remembered height Or soared above the peak from which it fell. ||7.12|| Each time he rose there was a larger poise, A dwelling on a higher spirit plane; The Light remained in him a longer space. ||7.13||
Already in him was seen that task of Power: Life made its home on the high tops of self; His soul, mind, heart became a single sun; Only life’s lower reaches remained dim. ||7.23||
Lightnings of glory after glory burned, Experience was a tale of blaze and fire, Air rippled round the argosies of the Gods, Strange riches sailed to him from the Unseen; Splendours of insight filled the blank of thought, Knowledge spoke to the inconscient stillnesses, Rivers poured down of bliss and luminous force, Visits of beauty, storm-sweeps of delight Rained from the all-powerful Mystery above. ||7.25||
Thence stooped the eagles of Omniscience. ||7.26|| A dense veil was rent, a mighty whisper heard;... The voices that an inner listening hears Conveyed to him their prophet utterances, And flame-wrapt outbursts of the immortal Word And flashes of an occult revealing Light Approached him from the unreachable Secrecy. ||7.27||
Oft inspiration with her lightning feet, A sudden messenger from the all-seeing tops, Traversed the soundless corridors of his mind Bringing her rhythmic sense of hidden things. ||8.1|| All-vision gathered into a single ray, As when the eyes stare at an invisible point Till through the intensity of one luminous spot An apocalypse of a world of images Enters into the kingdom of the seer. ||8.6||
A great nude arm of splendour suddenly rose; It rent the gauze opaque of Nescience: Her lifted finger’s keen unthinkable tip Bared with a stab of flame the closed Beyond. ||8.7||
Or she gathered the lost secrets dropped by Time In the dust and crannies of his mounting route Mid old forsaken dreams of hastening Mind And buried remnants of forgotten space. ||8.9||
A traveller between summit and abyss She joined the distant ends, the viewless deeps, ||8.10||
The inspiring goddess entered a mortal’s breast, Made there her study of divining thought And sanctuary of prophetic speech And sat upon the tripod seat of mind: All was made wide above, all lit below. ||8.25|| In darkness’ core she dug out wells of light, On the undiscovered depths imposed a form, Lent a vibrant cry to the unuttered vasts, ||8.26||
A genius heightened in his body’s cell That knew the meaning of his fate-hedged works Akin to the march of accomplished Powers Beyond life’s arc in spirit’s immensities. ||9.10|| Apart he lived in his mind’s solitude, A demigod shaping the lives of men: One soul’s ambition lifted up the race; ||9.11|| He drew the energies that transmute an age. ||9.12||
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