Savitri Book 3 Canto 2 - The Adoration of the Divine Mother
O soul, it is too early to rejoice! ||80.3|| Only the everlasting No has neared And stared into thy eyes and killed thy heart: But where is the Lover’s everlasting Yes, And immortality in the secret heart, The voice that chants to the creator Fire, The symbolled OM, the great assenting Word, ||80.9||
Abolishing the signless emptiness, Breaking the vacancy and voiceless hush, Piercing the limitless Unknowable, Into the liberty of the motionless depths A beautiful and felicitous lustre stole, Imaged itself in a surprising beam And built a golden passage to his heart Touching through him all longing sentient things. ||81.4||
A Heart was felt in the space wide and bare, A burning Love from white spiritual founts Annulled the sorrow of the ignorant depths; Suffering was lost in her immortal smile. ||81.16||
In her confirmed because transformed in her, Our life shall find in its fulfilled response Above, the boundless hushed beatitudes, Below, the wonder of the embrace divine. ||81.27|| This known as in a thunder-flash of God, The rapture of things eternal filled his limbs; Amazement fell upon his ravished sense; His spirit was caught in her intolerant flame. ||81.28|| Once seen, his heart acknowledged only her. ||81.29||
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