Aurobindo 149 Savitri Book 10 - Poem by Indira Renganathan
An appreciation on Savitri-
Book Ten: The Book of the Double Twilight
Canto Three - The Debate of Love and Death
Words within inverted commas are Aurobindo's
'Even so men cheat the Truth with splendid thoughts.
Thus wilt thou hire the glorious charlatan, Mind,
To weave from his Ideal's gossamer air
A fine raiment for thy body's nude desires
And thy heart's clutching greedy passion clothe?
Daub not the web of life with magic hues: '
A charlatan even in Savitri's era? unbelievable
O'Death, had in mind this our kind even then?
'Thy words are large murmurs in a mystic dream.
For how in the soiled heart of man could dwell
The immaculate grandeur of thy dream-built God, '
'O human face, put off mind-painted masks: '
'Accept thy futile birth, thy narrow life.
For truth is bare like stone and hard like death;
Bare in the bareness, hard with truth's hardness live.'
'But Savitri replied to the dire God: '
'Yes, my humanity is a mask of God:
He dwells in me, the mover of my acts,
Turning the great wheel of his cosmic work.'
'I am the thinking instrument of his power,
I incarnate Wisdom in an earthly breast,
I am his conquering and unslayable will.
The formless Spirit drew in me its shape;
In me are the Nameless and the secret Name.'
Seemingly strenuous and challenging continual
The debate of Love and Death along the dark
Yet a pleasant stress for the presaged victory
Their war of words battled fiery in spirited field
For Savitri to light her soul in Satyavan
'Death from the incredulous Darkness sent its cry: '..
............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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