Savitri Book 6 Canto 2 - The Way of Fate and the Problem of Pain
Then after a silence Narad made reply: Tuning his lips to earthly sound he spoke... ||108.1|| Implacable in the passion of their will, Lifting the hammers of titanic toil The demiurges of the universe work; They shape with giant strokes their own; their sons Are marked with their enormous stamp of fire. ||108.28||
The Eternal suffers in a human form, He has signed salvation’s testament with his blood: He has opened the doors of his undying peace.... ||108.35|| How shall he cure the ills he never felt? ||108.43|| He carries the suffering world in his own breast... ||108.45||
Hard is the world-redeemer’s heavy task... ||109.1|| He must enter the eternity of Night And know God’s darkness as he knows his Sun. ||109.29|| For this he must go down into the pit, For this he must invade the dolorous Vasts. ||109.30|| Imperishable and wise and infinite, He still must travel Hell the world to save. ||109.31||
Haste not towards Godhead on a dangerous road, Open not thy doorways to a nameless Power, Climb not to Godhead by the Titan’s road. ||110.4|| Against the Law he pits his single will, Across its way he throws his pride of might. ||110.5|| Heavenward he clambers on a stair of storms Aspiring to live near the deathless sun. ||110.6||
Bear; thou shalt find at last thy road to bliss. ||110.31|| Bliss is the secret stuff of all that lives... ||110.32|| Indifference, pain and joy, a triple disguise, Attire of the rapturous Dancer in the ways, Withhold from thee the body of God’s bliss. ||110.34||
O mortal who complainst of death and fate, Thou art thyself the author of thy pain. ||111.1|| Once in the immortal boundlessness of Self, In a vast of Truth Consciousness and Light The soul looked out from its felicity.... ||111.2|| Then, curious of a shadow thrown by Truth, It strained towards some otherness of self, It was drawn to an unknown Face peering through night.... ||111.4|| As one drawn by the grandeur of the Void The soul attracted leaned to the Abyss... ||111.10||
A huge descent began, a giant fall: For what the spirit sees, creates a truth And what the soul imagines is made a world. ||111.13||
Then Aswapathy answered to the seer: ... ||112.1|| I deemed a mighty Power had come with her; Is not that Power the high compeer of Fate? ||112.4|| But Narad answered covering truth with truth: ... ||112.5|| A day may come when she must stand unhelped On a dangerous brink of the world’s doom and hers, ||112.50|| Carrying the world’s future on her lonely breast, Carrying the human hope in a heart left sole To conquer or fail on a last desperate verge; ||112.51||
He spoke and ceased and left the earthly scene. ||113.1|| Away from the strife and suffering on our globe, He turned towards his far-off blissful home. ||113.2|| A brilliant arrow pointing straight to heaven, The luminous body of the eternal seer Assailed the purple glory of the noon And disappeared like a receding star Vanishing into the light of the Unseen. ||113.3||
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