Out of a timeless barrier she must break,
Penetrate with her thinking depths the Void's monstrous hush,
Look into the lonely eyes of immortal Death
And with her nude spirit measure the Infinite's night.
The great and dolorous moment now was close.
A mailed battalion marching to its doom,
The last long days went by with heavy tramp,
Long but too soon to pass, too near the end.
Alone amid the many faces loved,
Aware among unknowing happy hearts,
Her armoured spirit kept watch upon the hours
Listening for a foreseen tremendous step
In the closed beauty of the inhuman wilds.
It is a very vivid
description showing that a stupendous power and energy is needed to face the
circumstances when you know them in advance. Man is always complaining that he
has not been given the power to know what will happen to him. But there is not
one man in a million who would have the strength, the quiet calm to face the
circumstances if he knew them in advance. This is just to give the description
of that condition. Because Savitri is conscious of the Divine in Herself that
She knows what will happen and yet has the quiet strength to face it.
A combatant in silent dreadful lists,
The world unknowing, for the world she stood:
No helper had she save the Strength within;
There was no witness of terrestrial eyes;
The Gods above and Nature sole below
Were the spectators of that mighty strife.
Around her were the austere sky-pointing hills,
And the green murmurous broad deep-thoughted woods
Muttered incessantly their muffled spell.
A dense magnificent coloured self-wrapped life
Draped in the leaves' vivid emerald monotone
And set with chequered sunbeams and blithe flowers
Immured her destiny's secluded scene.
There had she grown to the stature of her spirit:
The genius of titanic silences
Steeping her soul in its wide loneliness
Had shown to her her self's bare reality
And mated her with her environment.
Its solitude greatened her human hours
With a background of the eternal and unique.
It is because no human being knew what She knew that
She could be exclusively supported by the Power of Her Spirit. she had not to
face human anxiety because the human beings did not know. So She was
exclusively wrapped in the Power, the mighty Power of the Spirit. And that is
why She could face quietly the dreadful circumstances.
The forests, the hills, were a very good background for
the circumstances because it was the expression of a powerful Nature, silent
and magnificent. And She felt supported by this beauty and this grandeur, which
was not throwing upon her the vibrations of anxiety.
A force of spare direct necessity
Reduced the heavy framework of man's days
And his overburdening mass of outward needs
To a first thin strip of simple animal wants,
And the mighty wideness of the primitive earth
And the brooding multitude of patient trees
And the musing sapphire leisure of the sky
And the solemn weight of the slowly passing months
Had left in her deep room for thought and God.
There was her drama's radiant prologue lived.
A spot for the eternal's tread on earth
Set in the cloistral yearning of the woods
And watched by the aspiration of the peaks
Appeared through an aureate opening in Time
Where stillness listening felt the unspoken word
And the hours forgot to pass towards grief and change.
Here with the suddenness divine advents have,
Repeating the marvel of the first descent,
Changing to rapture the dull earthly round,
Love came to her hiding the shadow, Death.
Well might he find in her his perfect shrine.
Since first the earth-being's heavenward growth began,
Through all the long ordeal of the race,
Never a rarer creature bore his shaft,
That burning test of the godhead in our parts,
A lightning from the heights on our abyss.
There it is revealed that the way out of Death for the
creation is Love—Love not as it is falsified and deformed in the human
consciousness, but Love in its essence and its pure Origin. It is this Love
that found the way to manifest through the consciousness and the life of
Savitri.
All manifestations of Love in the world have always
been deformed and reduced to need and desire. For the first time a human
consciousness was capable of manifesting Love in its simple and magnificent
purity—the Love that is entirely and totally divine, free from all desire and
all selfishness, all narrowness and egoism; the Love that exists for the joy of
loving and is at once giving and receiving at the same time in the same
vibration. This is the Supreme Power that is capable of transforming the world
and making it ready for the Divine Manifestation.
All in her pointed to a nobler kind.
Near to earth's wideness, intimate with heaven,
Exalted and swift her young large-visioned spirit
Voyaging through worlds of splendour and of calm
Overflew the ways of Thought to unborn things.
Ardent was her self-poised unstumbling
will;
Her mind, a sea of white sincerity,
Passionate in flow, had not one turbid wave.
As in a mystic and dynamic dance
A priestess of immaculate ecstasies
Inspired and ruled from Truth's revealing vault
Moves in some prophet cavern of the gods,
A heart of silence in the hands of joy
Inhabited with rich creative beats
A body like a parable of dawn
That seemed a niche for veiled divinity
Or golden temple door to things beyond.
It is a description of a
being that is not shut up in the small limit of humanity. It contains the
Consciousness of the Beyond.
Immortal rhythms swayed in her time-born steps;
Her look, her smile awoke celestial sense
Even in earth-stuff, and their intense delight
Poured a supernal beauty on men's lives,
A wide self-giving was her native act;
A magnanimity as of sea or sky
Enveloped with its greatness all that came
And gave a sense as of a greatened world:
Her kindly care was a sweet temperate sun,
Her high passion a blue heaven's equipoise.
As might a soul fly like a hunted bird,
Escaping with tired wings from a world of storms,
And a quiet reach like a remembered breast,
In a haven of safety and splendid soft repose
One could drink life back in streams of honey-fire,
Recover the lost habit of happiness,
Feel her bright nature's glorious ambiance,
And preen joy in her warmth and colour's rule.
This is the poetic
description of Her nature—the nature of Her being that comes from higher and
more perfect worlds, the worlds that intend to manifest upon earth but have
first to prepare earth in order that she is ready to manifest them. That is
just why Savitri has come down to prepare the earth for the coming of the
There is in this description
a strong stress on peace and joy, equanimity and constant smile. The more
things are seen in their totality, the more the limitations are overcome, the
more time and space become present—the more can the joy be constant and peace
unshakable. It is only the narrow limits created by separativeness that have created this suffering, this
anguish and this anger. With the descent of a Higher Consciousness come a happy
smile and a quiet peace that are never disturbed.
Sri Aurobindo has announced
that Savitri has prepared the world and now the Consciousness that She carried
in Herself is come down upon earth and is preparing to manifest.