Aurobindo-19-Savitri-Book -2 - Poem by Indira Renganathan
An appreciation on Savitri-
Book II The Book of the Traveller of the Worlds
Canto II The Kingdom of Subtle Matter
Words within inverted commas are Aurobindo's
'This fallen world became a nurse of souls
Inhabited by concealed divinity.'
...'fallen, inconscient, frustrate, dense, inert,
Sunk into inanimate and torpid drowse...'
'This mire must harbour the orchid and the rose,
From her blind unwilling substance must emerge
A beauty that belongs to happier spheres.'
Who will deny a wish so such blossomy
'A life living hardly in a field of death
Its portion claims of immortality; '
'A mighty kinship is this daring's cause.'
'Even in the littleness of our mortal state, ..'
'A brilliant passage for the infallible Flame
Is driven through gross walls of nerve and brain, ..'
'Earth's great dull barrier is removed awhile, ..'
'And we grow vessels of creative might.'
'The enthusiasm of a divine surprise
Pervades our life, a mystic stir is felt,
A joyful anguish trembles in our limbs;
A dream of beauty dances through the heart,
A thought from the eternal Mind draws near,
Intimations cast from the Invisible
Awaking from Infinity's sleep come down,
Symbols of That which never yet was made.'
'Only when we have climbed above ourselves,
A line of the Transcendent meets our road
And joins us to the timeless and the true; '
The Spirit's greatness is our timeless source
And it shall be our crown in endless Time.
A vast Unknown is round us and within;
............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 thereso, let Savitri in my self arise
Aroused thereso be knowledge and fortune
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