Aurobindo-10-Savitri-Book -1 Poem by Indira Renganathan

Aurobindo-10-Savitri-Book -1



An appreciation on Savitri-
Book I The Book of Beginnings-
canto-4-The Secret Knowledge
Words within inverted commas are Aurobindo's

'All here where each thing seems its lonely self
Are figures of the sole transcendent One'..
Whose 'unseen Presence moulds the oblivious clay.'
'A playmate in the mighty Mother's game
One came upon the dubious whirling globe
To hide from her pursuit in force and form.'
'A secret spirit in the Inconscient's sleep,
'He was here before the elements could emerge, '

' Accomplice of her cosmic huge pretence,
His semblances he turns to real shapes'
'He gives to his timeless thoughts a form in Time.
He is the substance, he the self of things'
'She has forged from him her works of skill and might:
She wraps him in the magic of her moods
And makes of his myriad truths her countless dreams'
Her secret knowledge such in Her secret vast of Him

'He is the Maker and the world he made,
He is the vision and he is the Seer;
He is himself the actor and the act,
He is himself the knower and the known,
He is himself the dreamer and the dream.
There are Two who are One and play in many worlds;
In Knowledge and Ignorance they have spoken and met
And light and darkness are their eyes' interchange; '


'Although possessor of the earth and heavens,
He leaves to her the cosmic management
And watches all, the Witness of her scene'
'He makes the hours pivot around her will,
Makes all reflect her whims; all is their play:
This whole wide world is only he and she.'..

............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 linesfrom
Book-1 canto-4

Page 57

In the wide signless ether of the Self,
In the unchanging Silence white and nude,
Aloof, resplendent like gold dazzling suns
Veiled by the ray no mortal eye can bear,
The Spirit's bare and absolute potencies
Burn in the solitude of the thoughts of God.

Page 58

As the height draws the low ever to climb,
As the breadths draw the small to adventure vast,
Their aloofness drives man to surpass himself.

Page 59

Alive in a dead rotating universe
We whirl not here upon a casual globe
Abandoned to a task beyond our force;

Even through the tangled anarchy called Fate
And through the bitterness of death and fall
An outstretched Hand is felt upon our lives.
It is near us in unnumbered bodies and births;

One who has shaped this world is ever its lord:
Our errors are his steps upon the way;
He works through the fierce vicissitudes of our lives,
He works through the hard breath of battle and toil,
He works through our sins and sorrows and our tears,
His knowledge overrules our nescience;

A date is fixed in the calendar of the Unknown,
An anniversary of the Birth sublime:
Our soul shall justify its chequered walk,
All will come near that now is naught or far.
These calm and distant Mights shall act at last.
Immovably ready for their destined task,
The ever-wise compassionate Brilliances
Await the sound of the Incarnate's voice
To leap and bridge the chasms of Ignorance
And heal the hollow yearning gulfs of Life
And fill the abyss that is the universe.

Page 61

The Master of being has come down to her,
An immortal child born in the fugitive years.

Author and actor with himself as scene,
He moves there as the Soul, as Nature she.

Page62

A supernumerary on her stage,
He speaks no words or hides behind the wings.

As one too great for him he worships her;

He burns the incense of his nights and days
Offering his life, a splendour of sacrifice.

Page 63

He builds on her largesses his proud fortunate days
And trails his peacock-plumaged joy of life
And suns in the glory of her passing smile

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