The Wisdom
was near, disguised by its own works,
Of which the
darkened universe is the robe.
No more
existence seemed an aimless fall,
Extinction
was no more the sole release.
The hidden
Word was found, the long-sought clue,
Revealed was
the meaning of our spirit's birth,
Condemned to
an imperfect body and mind,
In the
inconscience of material things
And the
indignity of mortal life.
A Heart was
felt in the spaces wide and bare,
A burning
Love from white spiritual founts
Annulled the
sorrow of the ignorant depths;
Suffering was
lost in her immortal smile.
A Life from
beyond grew conqueror here of Death;
To err no
more was natural to mind;
Wrong could
not come where all was light and love.
The Formless
and the Formed were joined in her.
Immensity was
exceeded by a look,
A Face
revealed the crowded Infinite.
Incarnating
inexpressibly in her limbs
The boundless
joy the blind world-forces seek,
Her body of
beauty mooned the seas of bliss.
At the head
she stands of birth and toil and fate,
In their slow
round the cycles turn to her call;
Alone her
hands can change Time's dragon base.
Hers is the
mystery the Night conceals;
The spirit's
alchemist energy is hers;
She is the
golden bridge, the wonderful fire.
The luminous
heart of the Unknown is she,
A power of
silence in the depths of God;
She is the
Force, the inevitable Word,
The magnet of
our difficult ascent,
The Sun from
which we kindle all our suns,
The Light
that leans from the unrealised Vasts,
The joy that
beckons from the impossible,
The Might of
all that never yet came down.
All Nature
dumbly calls to her alone
To heal with
her feet the aching throb of life
And break the
seals on the dim soul of man
And kindle
her fire in the closed heart of things.
All here
shall be one day her sweetness's home,
All
contraries prepare her harmony;
Towards her
our knowledge climbs, our passion gropes,
In her
miraculous rapture we shall dwell,
Her clasp will
turn to ecstasy our pain.
Our self shall
be one self with all through her.
In her
confirmed because transformed in her,
Our life
shall find in its fulfilled response
Above, the
boundless hushed beatitudes,
Below, the
wonder of the embrace divine.
Savitri, pp. 313-15