Savitri – Eine Legende und ein Symbol. Sri Aurobindo

reign received their mystic influences,

      Their lion-forces crouched beneath her feet;

      The future sleeps unknown behind their doors.

      Abysms infernal gaped round the soul’s steps

      And called to its mounting vision peaks divine:

      An endless climb and adventure of the Idea

      There tirelessly tempted the explorer mind

      And countless voices visited the charmed ear;

      A million figures passed and were seen no more.

      This was a forefront of God’s thousandfold house,

      Beginnings of the half-screened Invisible.

      A magic porch of entry glimmering

      Quivered in a penumbra of screened Light,

      A court of the mystical traffic of the worlds,

      A balcony and miraculous façade.

      Above her lightened high immensities;

      All the unknown looked out from boundlessness:

      It lodged upon an edge of hourless Time,

      Gazing out of some everlasting Now,

      Its shadows gleaming with the birth of gods,

      Its bodies signalling the Bodiless,

      Its foreheads glowing with the Oversoul,

      Its forms projected from the Unknowable,

      Its eyes dreaming of the Ineffable,

      Its faces staring into eternity.

      Life in him learned its huge subconscient rear;

      The little fronts unlocked to the unseen Vasts:

      Her gulfs stood nude, her far transcendences

      Flamed in transparencies of crowded light.

      A giant order was discovered here

      Of which the tassel and extended fringe

      Are the scant stuff of our material lives.

      This overt universe whose figures hide

      The secrets merged in superconscient light,

      Wrote clear the letters of its glowing code:

      A map of subtle signs surpassing thought

      Was hung upon a wall of inmost mind.

      Illumining the world’s concrete images

      Into significant symbols by its gloss,

      It offered to the intuitive exegete

      Its reflex of the eternal Mystery.

      Ascending and descending twixt life’s poles

      The seried kingdoms of the graded Law

      Plunged from the Everlasting into Time,

      Then glad of a glory of multitudinous mind

      And rich with life’s adventure and delight

      And packed with the beauty of Matter’s shapes and hues

      Climbed back from Time into undying Self,

      Up a golden ladder carrying the soul,

      Tying with diamond threads the Spirit’s extremes.

      In this drop from consciousness to consciousness

      Each leaned on the occult Inconscient’s power,

      The fountain of its needed Ignorance,

      Archmason of the limits by which it lives.

      In this soar from consciousness to consciousness

      Each lifted tops to That from which it came,

      Origin of all that it had ever been

      And home of all that it could still become.

      An organ scale of the Eternal’s acts,

      Mounting to their climax in an endless Calm,

      Paces of the many-visaged Wonderful,

      Predestined stadia of the evolving Way,

      Measures of the stature of the growing soul,

      They interpreted existence to itself

      And, mediating twixt the heights and deeps,

      United the veiled married opposites

      And linked creation to the Ineffable.

      A last high world was seen where all worlds meet;

      In its summit gleam where Night is not nor Sleep,

      The light began of the Trinity supreme.

      All there discovered what it seeks for here.

      It freed the finite into boundlessness

      And rose into its own eternities.

      The Inconscient found its heart of consciousness,

      The idea and feeling groping in Ignorance

      At last clutched passionately the body of Truth,

      The music born in Matter’s silences

      Plucked nude out of the Ineffable’s fathomlessness

      The meaning it had held but could not voice;

      The perfect rhythm now only sometimes dreamed

      An answer brought to the torn earth’s hungry need

      Rending the night that had concealed the Unknown,

      Giving to her her lost forgotten soul.

      A grand solution closed the long impasse

      In which the heights of mortal effort end.

      A reconciling Wisdom looked on life;

      It took the striving undertones of mind

      And took the confused refrain of human hopes

      And made of them a sweet and happy call;

      It lifted from an underground of pain

      The inarticulate murmur of our lives

      And found for it a sense illimitable.

      A mighty oneness its perpetual theme,

      It caught the soul’s faint scattered utterances,

      Read hardly twixt our lines of rigid thought

      Or mid this drowse and coma on Matter’s breast

      Heard like disjointed mutterings in sleep;

      It grouped the golden links that they had lost

      And showed to them their divine unity,

      Saving from the error of divided self

      The deep spiritual cry in all that is.

      All the great Words that toiled to express the One

      Were lifted into an absoluteness of light,

      An ever-burning Revelation’s fire

      And the immortality of the eternal Voice.

      There was no quarrel more of truth with truth;

      The endless chapter of their differences

      Retold in light by an omniscient Scribe

      Travelled through difference towards unity,

      Mind’s winding search lost every tinge of doubt

      Led to its end by an all-seeing speech

      That