Aurobindo 162 Savitri Book 10 Poem by Indira Renganathan

Aurobindo 162 Savitri Book 10



(An appreciation on Savitri-
Book Ten:The Book of the Double Twilight
Canto Four:The Dream Twilight of the Earthly Real
Words within inverted commas are Aurobindo's)


'But what is Truth and who can find her form'
'where is Truth and when was her footfall heard'
'is Truth aught but a high starry name'
'All things hang here between God's yes and no,
Two Powers real but to each other untrue,
Two consort stars in the mooned night of mind
That towards two opposite horizons gaze,
The white head and black tail of the mystic drake, '

'Too dangerously thy high proud truth must live
Entangled in Matter's mortal littleness.
'Objects are seemings and none knows their truth,
Ideas are guesses of an ignorant god.
Truth has no home in earth's irrational breast:
Yet without reason life is a tangle of dreams,
But reason is poised above a dim abyss
And stands at last upon a plank of doubt.'

All truth bound in Thy splendid explication Guru! !
'Eternal truth lives not with mortal men.
Or if she dwells within thy mortal heart,
Show me the body of the living Truth'
'Then will I give thee back thy Satyavan.
But here are only facts and steel-bound Law.
This truth I know that Satyavan is dead'
But that's a human feeling o'Death not a god's

'No power of earth cancel the thing once done,
No joy of the heart can last surviving death,
No bliss persuade the past to live again.
But Life alone can solace the mute Void
And fill with thought the emptiness of Time.
Leave then thy dead, O Savitri, and live.'....

............My consciousness this moment,
O'Guru, I'm in awe....in invincible heights
Ineffable Thee embellishing poetic creation
My inquisitive apprehension, erring Thee may opine
May there so, let Savitri in my self arise
Aroused there so be knowledge and fortune

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Note; Some more inspiring descriptive and
informative lines from Book 10 Canto 4

Page 654

But what is Truth and who can find her form
Amid the specious images of sense,
Amid the crowding guesses of the mind
And the dark ambiguities of a world
Peopled with the incertitudes of Thought?

For where is Truth and when was her footfall heard
Amid the endless clamour of Time's mart
And which is her voice amid the thousand cries
That cross the listening brain and cheat the soul?

Or is Truth aught but a high starry name
Or a vague and splendid word by which man's thought
Sanctions and consecrates his nature's choice,

Page 655

All in this world is true, yet all is false:
Its thoughts into an eternal cipher run,
Its deeds swell to Time's rounded zero sum.

Thus man at once is animal and god,
A disparate enigma of God's make
Unable to free the Godhead's form within,
A being less than himself, yet something more,
The aspiring animal, the frustrate god
Yet neither beast nor deity but man,
But man tied to the kind earth's labour strives to exceed
Climbing the stairs of God to higher things.

Thursday, June 30, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: prayer
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