Aurobindo 100 Savitri Book 7 Poem by Indira Renganathan

Aurobindo 100 Savitri Book 7



Aurobindo 100 Savitri Book 7
An appreciation on Savitri-
Book Seven: The Book of Yoga
Canto Three: The Entry into the Inner Countries
Words within inverted commas are Aurobindo's


'A formidable voice cried from within:
'Back, creature of earth, lest tortured and torn thou die.'
'The Serpent of the threshold hissing rose,
A fatal guardian hood with monstrous coils,
The hounds of darkness growled with jaws agape,
And trolls and gnomes and goblins scowled and stared
And wild beast roarings thrilled the blood with fear
And menace muttered in a dangerous tongue.'

'Unshaken her will pressed on the rigid bars: '
'Her being entered into the inner worlds.
In a narrow passage, the subconscient's gate,
She breathed with difficulty and pain and strove
To find the inner self concealed in sense.'
'She forced her way through body to the soul.'
'Across a perilous border line she passed'
'At first a difficult narrowness was there, '

At times an opening came, a door was forced;
She crossed through spaces of a secret self
And trod in passages of inner Time.
At last she broke into a form of things,
A start of finiteness, a world of sense:
But all was still confused, nothing self-found.'
'Soul was not there but only cries of life.
A thronged and clamorous air environed her.'

'A horde of sounds defied significance,
A dissonant clash of cries and contrary calls; '
'But how shall come the glory and the flame
If mind is cast away into the abyss?
For body without mind has not the light,
The rapture of spirit sense, the joy of life; '......

............My consciousness this moment,
O'Guru, I'm in awe....in invincible heights
Ineffable Thee embellishing poetic creation
My inquisitive apprehension, erring Thee may opine
May there so, let Savitri in my self arise
Aroused there so be knowledge and fortune

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Note: Some more inspiring, descriptive and
informative lines from Book 7 Canto 3

Page 489

Into a dense of subtle Matter packed,
A cavity filled with a blind mass of power,
An opposition of misleading gleams,
A heavy barrier of unseeing sight,
She forced her way through body to the soul.

Saturday, April 2, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: prayer
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