It appears that there are three different elements: surface soul, struggling soul and secret soul. Surface soul has also been referred as desire-soul and is definitely not part or projection of psychic being. The relation is rather of psychic Person replacing desire-soul at maturity of psychic being's growth. (Page 240 Life Divine: If the secret psychic Person can come forward into the front and, replacing the desire-soul, govern overtly and entirely and not only partially and from behind the veil this outer nature of mind, life and body, then these can be cast into soul images of what is true, right and beautiful and in the end the whole nature can be turned towards the real aim of life, the supreme victory, the ascent into spiritual existence.) Occurrence of 'surface soul' in Savitri: 1. An hour arrives when fail all Nature’s means; Forced out from the protecting Ignorance And flung back on his naked primal need, He at length must cast from him his surface soul And be the ungarbed entity within: That hour had fallen now on Savitri. (Page 12) 2. Lending her speech to the surface soul on earth She uttered the suffering in the world’s dumb heart And man’s revolt against his ignorant fate. (Page 437) Following extract from Savitri: There suddenly she met her secret soul. A being stood immortal in transience, Deathless dallying with momentary things, In whose wide eyes of tranquil happiness Which pity and sorrow could not abrogate Infinity turned its gaze on finite shapes: Observer of the silent steps of the hours, Eternity upheld the minute’s acts And the passing scenes of the Everlasting’s play. In the mystery of its selecting will, In the Divine Comedy a participant, The Spirit’s conscious representative, God’s delegate in our humanity, Comrade of the universe, the Transcendent’s ray, She had come into the mortal body’s room To play at ball with Time and Circumstance. A joy in the world her master movement here, The passion of the game lighted her eyes: A smile on her lips welcomed earth’s bliss and grief, A laugh was her return to pleasure and pain. All things she saw as a masquerade of Truth Disguised in the costumes of Ignorance, Crossing the years to immortality; All she could front with the strong spirit’s peace. But since she knows the toil of mind and life As a mother feels and shares her children’s lives, She puts forth a small portion of herself, A being no bigger than the thumb of man Into a hidden region of the heart To face the pang and to forget the bliss, To share the suffering and endure earth’s wounds And labour mid the labour of the stars. This in us laughs and weeps, suffers the stroke, Exults in victory, struggles for the crown; CANTO V: The Finding of the Soul 527 Identified with the mind and body and life, It takes on itself their anguish and defeat, Bleeds with Fate’s whips and hangs upon the cross, Yet is the unwounded and immortal self Supporting the actor in the human scene. Through this she sends us her glory and her powers, Pushes to wisdom’s heights, through misery’s gulfs; She gives us strength to do our daily task And sympathy that partakes of others’ grief And the little strength we have to help our race, We who must fill the role of the universe Acting itself out in a slight human shape And on our shoulders carry the struggling world. This is in us the godhead small and marred; In this human portion of divinity She seats the greatness of the Soul in Time To uplift from light to light, from power to power, Till on a heavenly peak it stands, a king. In body weak, in its heart an invincible might, It climbs stumbling, held up by an unseen hand, A toiling spirit in a mortal shape. Here in this chamber of flame and light they met; They looked upon each other, knew themselves, The secret deity and its human part, The calm immortal and the struggling soul. Then with a magic transformation’s speed They rushed into each other and grew one. is sandwiched between following two lines: There suddenly she met her secret soul. They rushed into each other and grew one. So it appears all the lines in between are elaboration of the secret soul and struggling soul. Savitri as struggling soul met her secret soul. Now struggling soul as suggested in the above lines of Savitri is a projection of psychic Person. Following extract from Life Divine suggests that the struggling soul is 'psychic personality' of the secret soul or psychic Person: "this inmost entity also, taking form in us as the psychic Person, puts forward a psychic personality which changes, grows, develops from life to life; for this is the traveller between birth and death and between death and birth, our nature parts are only its manifold and changing vesture." (Page 239) Following lines refer to psychic Person or calm immortal: A being stood immortal in transience, Deathless dallying with momentary things, In whose wide eyes of tranquil happiness Which pity and sorrow could not abrogate Infinity turned its gaze on finite shapes: Observer of the silent steps of the hours, Eternity upheld the minute’s acts And the passing scenes of the Everlasting’s play. In the mystery of its selecting will, In the Divine Comedy a participant, The Spirit’s conscious representative, God’s delegate in our humanity, Comrade of the universe, the Transcendent’s ray, She had come into the mortal body’s room To play at ball with Time and Circumstance. A joy in the world her master movement here, The passion of the game lighted her eyes: A smile on her lips welcomed earth’s bliss and grief, A laugh was her return to pleasure and pain. All things she saw as a masquerade of Truth Disguised in the costumes of Ignorance, Crossing the years to immortality; All she could front with the strong spirit’s peace. Following refer to struggling soul or psychic personality: But since she knows the toil of mind and life As a mother feels and shares her children’s lives, She puts forth a small portion of herself, A being no bigger than the thumb of man Into a hidden region of the heart To face the pang and to forget the bliss, To share the suffering and endure earth’s wounds And labour mid the labour of the stars. This in us laughs and weeps, suffers the stroke, Exults in victory, struggles for the crown; CANTO V: The Finding of the Soul 527 Identified with the mind and body and life, It takes on itself their anguish and defeat, Bleeds with Fate’s whips and hangs upon the cross, Yet is the unwounded and immortal self Supporting the actor in the human scene. Through this she sends us her glory and her powers, Pushes to wisdom’s heights, through misery’s gulfs; She gives us strength to do our daily task And sympathy that partakes of others’ grief And the little strength we have to help our race, We who must fill the role of the universe Acting itself out in a slight human shape And on our shoulders carry the struggling world. This is in us the godhead small and marred; In this human portion of divinity She seats the greatness of the Soul in Time To uplift from light to light, from power to power, Till on a heavenly peak it stands, a king. In body weak, in its heart an invincible might, It climbs stumbling, held up by an unseen hand, A toiling spirit in a mortal shape.