Designed in the sky but built upon the earth is the place where Satyavan and Savitri are to meet. It is the primo-essential cosmic space and time that shaped its bright emerald reality. The breeze is fragrant, and the mountains serene, and the streams carry the murmuring happiness of life in their crystal flow. If fate should walk through that windswept realm, of wonder and joy, it would do so only to bring the longing souls of love together. There is already the soft rustling air of expectancy, and Nature is awaiting the chosen to come together. The spell of Destiny shall cast its charm on lives of the exceptional two. Unspoiled by thought and pure in its zealous gladness, there burns high the incense of aspiring hope. A small pretty shrine of Shiva is guarding it against inadvertent Time. Here, driven by the unknown voice of the summer, arrives Satyavan to meet Savitri.

It is Satyavan who has to make advances and court Savitri, she the sunlight who had driven herself unto him. Such things of joy and beauty he had seen, but was amazed that here was one approaching him from the heavens of happiness. He entreats her to step down from her swift-yoked chariot, and visit the creepered hermitage, ready to receive her. There, in that forest-grove, he read things of eternity with the eyes of the spirit. There, he conversed with Nature. There, he felt oneness with all that exists. But he also carried with him a sense of sorrowing despondency, that body and soul have so far remained disunited. Yet he had the secret conviction that, one day, even the physical shall discover the true meaning of existence. It is that hope which is now getting kindled in him. It is Savitri who shall bring about that miracle. In the union of Satyavan and Savitri shall be the union of Spirit and Matter. In the happy authenticity of such an intuition, in their souls they pledge to join together. And the Gods of Nature and the Sky rejoicing from above shower marriage blessings on them.

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