Savitri – Eine Legende und ein Symbol. Sri Aurobindo

Fire.

      On the rim of two continents of slumber and trance

      He heard the ever unspoken Reality’s voice

      Awaken revelation’s mystic cry,

      The birthplace found of the sudden infallible Word

      And lived in the rays of an intuitive Sun.

      Absolved from the ligaments of death and sleep

      He rode the lightning seas of cosmic Mind

      And crossed the ocean of original sound;

      On the last step to the supernal birth

      He trod along extinction’s narrow edge

      Near the high verges of eternity,

      And mounted the gold ridge of the world-dream

      Between the slayer and the saviour fires;

      The belt he reached of the unchanging Truth,

      Met borders of the inexpressible Light

      And thrilled with the presence of the Ineffable.

      Above him he saw the flaming Hierarchies,

      The wings that fold around created Space,

      The sun-eyed Guardians and the golden Sphinx

      And the tiered planes and the immutable Lords.

      A wisdom waiting on Omniscience

      Sat voiceless in a vast passivity;

      It judged not, measured not, nor strove to know,

      But listened for the veiled all-seeing Thought

      And the burden of a calm transcendent Voice.

      He had reached the top of all that can be known:

      His sight surpassed creation’s head and base;

      Ablaze the triple heavens revealed their suns,

      The obscure Abyss exposed its monstrous rule.

      All but the ultimate Mystery was his field,

      Almost the Unknowable disclosed its rim.

      His self’s infinities began to emerge,

      The hidden universes cried to him;

      Eternities called to eternities

      Sending their speechless message still remote.

      Arisen from the marvel of the depths

      And burning from the superconscious heights

      And sweeping in great horizontal gyres

      A million energies joined and were the One.

      All flowed immeasurably to one sea:

      All living forms became its atom homes.

      A Panergy that harmonised all life

      Held now existence in its vast control;

      A portion of that majesty he was made.

      At will he lived in the unoblivious Ray.

      In that high realm where no untruth can come,

      Where all are different and all is one,

      In the Impersonal’s ocean without shore

      The Person in the World-Spirit anchored rode;

      It thrilled with the mighty marchings of World-Force,

      Its acts were the comrades of God’s infinite peace.

      An adjunct glory and a symbol self,

      The body was delivered to the soul, –

      An immortal point of power, a block of poise

      In a cosmicity’s wide formless surge,

      A conscious edge of the Transcendent’s might

      Carving perfection from a bright world-stuff,

      It figured in it a universe’s sense.

      There consciousness was a close and single weft;

      The far and near were one in spirit-space,

      The moments there were pregnant with all time.

      The superconscient’s screen was ripped by thought,

      Idea rotated symphonies of sight,

      Sight was a flame-throw from identity;

      Life was a marvellous journey of the spirit,

      Feeling a wave from the universal Bliss.

      In the kingdom of the Spirit’s power and light,

      As if one who arrived out of infinity’s womb

      He came new-born, infant and limitless

      And grew in the wisdom of the timeless Child;

      He was a vast that soon became a Sun.

      A great luminous silence whispered to his heart;

      His knowledge an inview caught unfathomable,

      An outview by no brief horizons cut:

      He thought and felt in all, his gaze had power.

      He communed with the Incommunicable;

      Beings of a wider consciousness were his friends,

      Forms of a larger subtler make drew near;

      The Gods conversed with him behind Life’s veil.

      Neighbour his being grew to Nature’s crests.

      The primal Energy took him in its arms;

      His brain was wrapped in overwhelming light,

      An all-embracing knowledge seized his heart:

      Thoughts rose in him no earthly mind can hold,

      Mights played that never coursed through mortal nerves:

      He scanned the secrets of the Overmind,

      He bore the rapture of the Oversoul.

      A borderer of the empire of the Sun,

      Attuned to the supernal harmonies,

      He linked creation to the Eternal’s sphere.

      His finite parts approached their absolutes,

      His actions framed the movements of the Gods,

      His will took up the reins of cosmic Force.

      End of Canto Fifteen

      End of Book Two

      BOOK THREE

The Book of the Divine Mother

      Canto One

      The Pursuit of the Unknowable

      All is too little that the world can give:

      Its power and knowledge are the gifts of Time

      And cannot fill the spirit’s sacred thirst.

      Although of One these forms of greatness are

      And by its breath of grace our lives abide,

      Although more near to us than nearness’ self,

      It is some utter truth of what we are;

      Hidden by its own works, it seemed far-off,

      Impenetrable, occult, voiceless, obscure.

      The Presence was lost by which all things have charm,

      The Glory lacked of which they are dim signs.

      The world lived on made empty of its Cause,

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