The issue that Savitri has to address is getting sharpened, the issue between Existence and Non-existence, between Being and Non-being, between the original Gods colloguing with each other, they debating the fate of this evolutionary earth. If Being is the cosmic determinate, then Non-being would be the indeterminate, that which cannot be defined, and therefore it would make matters intractable. If Savitri has to confront this great occult and stiff indeterminate, then that can become possible only when it shall assume a perceptible tangible shape, a form, when it becomes a sort of seizeable determinate. This is precisely what happens in the figure of Death, the cosmic Nothingness assuming a shape, the Shadow-figure thrown by the original Void rising to meet the challenge of the invading divinity. The event of Satyavan’s death is the occasion which marks this appearance.

At that moment the past is gone, the future is also gone and only remains the creative urge, it gauging the Void's monstrous hush. It has the power, and the immensity, to measure the Infinite's night. It is going to decide the entire course of the cosmic working. Yes, “the great and dolorous moment now was close.” Twelve swift-winged months, a mailed battalion of 365 days marching to its doom—they have arrived in the forest where death is to occur, the same forest where Savitri met Satyavn exactly a year ago. In that singular moment, of God, watched by the mountains, and the birds and beasts awaiting the happy outcome, the stage is set ready for the action-drama to unfold. None knew of the momentous things that were about to happen. Savitri knew in advance, and she had tremendous power to face the approaching doom.

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.

In the wrestling pit of the dreadful life, Savitri is combating for them who had the least notion of the tussle that was going on. And she has no expectation that, she would get help from anyone. “No helper had she save the Strength within.” And who were the viewers of that wrestling event? “The Gods above and Nature sole below”: they were the only spectators of that mighty strife—and not a human soul was there around.

In the association of the sky-pointing hills, and the deep-thoughted woods with luxurious emerald branches, she had grown superhuman and sublime. Lonely and alone could thus she stand to face the dire Antagonist of the World.

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.

Her identity with Nature around and the Gods above was sufficient to provide her the poised steadiness in order to face the calamitous eventuality, inescapable and of great consequence. Even while Nature took her to God, God revealed to her his presence in what constituted her vast physical world. This was the chosen moment; this was the chosen spot; this was the chosen progression, and everything conspired towards its efficacy. Here was going to be the divine advent: the meeting of Satyavan and Savitri, at that instant they knowing not there was Death following him like his own shadow.

And what a marvel she was! Go to any part of the universe and one would not find the magnificence and wonder that had taken birth on this soil of the mortal earth. And there was something in him that at once recognized her and made her his shrine of comfort and contentment and, more than that, a trusty sanctuary. She was the perfect shrine for the God of Love to reside in its beauty and joy, and even protection which she alone can give to him. Never was such a shrine built for him since the beginning of time, never could anyone else had the capacity to enshrine him in his soul.

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.

Savitri—which means that in her everything was noble and majestic: she had the wideness of the earth; she was intimate with heaven. Her thoughts could soar up to things that have yet to appear in the sky of birth. Her mind was a sea of sincerity, her passions and feelings had no trace of turbidity, had nothing chaotic or messy in them. Self-possessed and well-composed even in her moods of deep ecstasy, there was the deep calm that governed all her movements and actions. The daughter of the sun, she herself looked to be the new dawn in her pink-purplish glory, as if a new creation were about to take place, the appearance of the new day that will never set. This youthful dawn full of truth, ŗtambharā, leads the aspiring soul to the day of everlasting divinity; she becomes a golden door of the temple in which is seated the Lord of this Creation. Through this gate, uśasya dwārah, one gets an access to things transcendental, things which because of her can be even here.

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.

Here the timeless could step into the movements of time; here the rhythms of the truth-conscious delight could yet remain as natural as they would in the world of truth-conscious delight. Her smile brought always the celestial sense to dull common morose earthly things. She was a goddess of beauty pouring beauty on the hearts of men. She was a magnanimity that could not even be the wide sky’s or the deep sea’s—because it imparted that magnanimity to all that came in contact with her. She was a sun that gave endearing warmth to the small creatures that we are. Indeed, when chased by violent storms of life, and when tired and exhausted, it is in her one would find joyful reassuring comfort and refuge. Here was a nest of happiness, and the soul would remain nestled in its sweetly gleaming coziness. What was lost in the mortal birth could be regained by establishing contact with her. The windswept ruffled life could be properly arranged in the orderliness and perfection of her soul and her nature. Such was she who came on the mortal earth, mŗtyuloka, came to fulfil God’s promise to men and to the world. Such was she that, Love would be happy to reside in her heart. If things can happen, they will happen because of her.

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 New World.

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.