Meditations on Savitri Book 4 Canto 2


Savitri Book 4 Canto 2 - The Growth of the Flame

A land of mountains and wide sun-beat plains
And giant rivers pacing to vast seas,
A field of creation and spiritual hush,
Silence swallowing life’s acts into the deeps,
Of thought’s transcendent climb and heavenward leap,
A brooding world of reverie and trance,
Filled with the mightiest works of God and man,
Where Nature seemed a dream of the Divine
And beauty and grace and grandeur had their home,
Harboured the childhood of the incarnate Flame. ||95.1||



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Book 4 Canto 2 Painting #1






Savitri Book 4 Canto 2 - The Growth of the Flame

Intense philosophies pointed earth to heaven ||95.11||
Sculpture and painting concentrated sense
Upon an inner vision’s motionless verge, ||95.12||
The architecture of the Infinite
Discovered here its inward-musing shapes
Captured into wide breadths of soaring stone:
Music brought down celestial yearnings, song
Held the merged heart absorbed in rapturous depths,...
The world-interpreting movements of the dance
Moulded idea and mood to a rhythmic sway ||95.13||



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Book 4 Canto 2 Painting #2






Savitri Book 4 Canto 2 - The Growth of the Flame

A friend and yet too great wholly to know,
She walked in their front towards a greater light,
Their leader and queen over their hearts and souls,
One close to their bosoms, yet divine and far. ||95.23||



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Book 4 Canto 2 Painting #3






Savitri Book 4 Canto 2 - The Growth of the Flame

They were moved by her towards great unknown things. ||95.33||
Some turned to her against their nature’s bent;
Divided between wonder and revolt,...
Impatient subjects, their tied longing hearts
Hugging the bonds close of which they most complained,
Murmured at a yoke they would have wept to lose,
The splendid yoke of her beauty and her love: ||95.34||



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Book 4 Canto 2 Painting #4






Savitri Book 4 Canto 2 - The Growth of the Flame

The Force in her drew earth’s subhuman broods;
And to her spirit’s large and free delight
She joined the ardent-hued magnificent lives
Of animal and bird and flower and tree. ||96.5||
They answered to her with the simple heart. ||96.6||



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Book 4 Canto 2 Painting #5






Savitri Book 4 Canto 2 - The Growth of the Flame

A key to a Light still kept in being’s core,
The sun-word of an ancient mystery’s sense,
Her name ran murmuring on the lips of men ||97.4||



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Book 4 Canto 2 Painting #6


The Mother's sketch

Book 4 Canto 2 Sketch #6






Savitri Book 4 Canto 2 - The Growth of the Flame

No equal heart came close to join her heart...
Midst those encircling lives her spirit dwelt,
Apart in herself until her hour of fate. ||97.13||



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Book 4 Canto 2 Painting #7