Savitri – Eine Legende und ein Symbol. Sri Aurobindo

life and mind and supernature’s Vast

      To the supernal light of Timelessness

      And my eternity hid in moving Time

      And my boundlessness cut by the curve of Space.

      It climbs to the greatness it has left behind

      And to the beauty and joy from which it fell,

      To the closeness and sweetness of all things divine,

      To light without bounds and life illimitable,

      Taste of the depths of the Ineffable’s bliss,

      Touch of the immortal and the infinite.

      He is my soul that gropes out of the beast

      To reach humanity’s heights of lucent thought

      And the vicinity of Truth’s sublime.

      He is the godhead growing in human lives

      And in the body of earth-being’s forms:

      He is the soul of man climbing to God

      In Nature’s surge out of earth’s ignorance.

      O Savitri, thou art my spirit’s Power,

      The revealing voice of my immortal Word,

      The face of Truth upon the roads of Time

      Pointing to the souls of men the routes to God.

      While the dim light from the veiled Spirit’s peak

      Falls upon Matter’s stark inconscient sleep

      As if a pale moonbeam on a dense glade,

      And Mind in a half-light moves amid half-truths

      And the human heart knows only human love

      And life is a stumbling and imperfect force

      And the body counts out its precarious days,

      You shall be born into man’s dubious hours

      In forms that hide the soul’s divinity

      And show through veils of the earth’s doubting air

      My glory breaking as through clouds a sun,

      Or burning like a rare and inward fire,

      And with my nameless influence fill men’s lives.

      Yet shall they look up as to peaks of God

      And feel God like a circumambient air

      And rest on God as on a motionless base.

      Yet shall there glow on mind like a horned moon

      The Spirit’s crescent splendour in pale skies

      And light man’s life upon his Godward road.

      But more there is concealed in God’s Beyond

      That shall one day reveal its hidden face.

      Now mind is all and its uncertain ray,

      Mind is the leader of the body and life,

      Mind the thought-driven chariot of the soul

      Carrying the luminous wanderer in the night

      To vistas of a far uncertain dawn,

      To the end of the Spirit’s fathomless desire,

      To its dream of absolute truth and utter bliss.

      There are greater destinies mind cannot surmise

      Fixed on the summit of the evolving Path

      The Traveller now treads in the Ignorance,

      Unaware of his next step, not knowing his goal.

      Mind is not all his tireless climb can reach,

      There is a fire on the apex of the worlds,

      There is a house of the Eternal’s light,

      There is an infinite truth, an absolute power.

      The Spirit’s mightiness shall cast off its mask;

      Its greatness shall be felt shaping the world’s course:

      It shall be seen in its own veilless beams,

      A star rising from the Inconscient’s night,

      A sun climbing to Supernature’s peak.

      Abandoning the dubious middle Way,

      A few shall glimpse the miraculous Origin

      And some shall feel in you the secret Force

      And they shall turn to meet a nameless tread,

      Adventurers into a mightier Day.

      Ascending out of the limiting breadths of mind,

      They shall discover the world’s huge design

      And step into the Truth, the Right, the Vast.

      You shall reveal to them the hidden eternities,

      The breath of infinitudes not yet revealed,

      Some rapture of the bliss that made the world,

      Some rush of the force of God’s omnipotence,

      Some beam of the omniscient Mystery.

      But when the hour of the Divine draws near

      The Mighty Mother shall take birth in Time

      And God be born into the human clay

      In forms made ready by your human lives.

      Then shall the Truth supreme be given to men:

      There is a being beyond the being of mind,

      An Immeasurable cast into many forms,

      A miracle of the multitudinous One,

      There is a consciousness mind cannot touch,

      Its speech cannot utter nor its thought reveal.

      It has no home on earth, no centre in man,

      Yet is the source of all things thought and done,

      The fount of the creation and its works,

      It is the origin of all truth here,

      The sun-orb of mind’s fragmentary rays,

      Infinity’s heaven that spills the rain of God,

      The Immense that calls to man to expand the Spirit,

      The wide Aim that justifies his narrow attempts,

      A channel for the little he tastes of bliss.

      Some shall be made the glory’s receptacles

      And vehicles of the Eternal’s luminous power.

      These are the high forerunners, the heads of Time,

      The great deliverers of earth-bound mind,

      The high transfigurers of human clay,

      The first-born of a new supernal race.

      The incarnate dual Power shall open God’s door,

      Eternal supermind touch earthly Time.

      The superman shall wake in mortal man

      And manifest the hidden demigod

      Or grow into the God-Light and God-Force

      Revealing the secret deity in the cave.

      Then shall the earth be touched by the Supreme,

      His bright unveiled Transcendence shall illumine

      The mind and heart and force the life and act

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