Aurobindo-4-Savitri-Book -1 - Poem by Indira Renganathan
An appreciation on Savitri-
Book I The Book of Beginnings-canto-2-The Issue
Words within inverted commas are Aurobindo's
The approaching end, who but Savitri could dare..
'Dying, it lived imperishably in her'
Future stood on the reviewing spectral Time
But rewinds were no wonder simultaneous
On childhood, youth and love and merry and all
Like any doomed mortal transient regardless of age
'Twelve passionate months led in a day of fate.'
Only'her will must cancel her body's destiny.'
'Our present fate, child of past energies..'
So was Savitri's'past, a block on the Immortal's road'
A mighty force as helping to settle karma's crops
Don't our selves all so battle for a new dawn
Alike must 'make a rased ground and shape anew her fate.
'She must plead her case upon extinction's verge'
To revive Satyavan and his body from lightless nought
To fasten their two selves onto one soul
Now must Savitri 'measure the Infinite's night.'
A moment so many weak hearts these days but fail,
A moment frail souls wail on the dead-verge of courage..
An examplary bravery but did, thence started conquering
That 'the great and dolorous moment now was close'
'The world unknowing, for the world she stood:
No helper had she save the Strength within'
In 'titanic silence''her drama's radiant prologue lived.'
'A priestess of immaculate ecstasies
Inspired and ruled from Truth's revealing vault'
'Her inward help unbarred a gate in heaven'
'Her single will opposed the cosmic rule.'
'The great World-Mother now in her arose:
A living choice reversed fate's cold dead turn'
............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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