Aurobindo 101 Savitri Book 7 Poem by Indira Renganathan

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

'All then becomes subconscient, tenebrous,
Inconscience puts its seal on Nature's page'
'A chaos of disordered impulses
In which no light can come, no joy, no peace.'
'This state now threatened, this she pushed from her.'
'Hour after hour she trod without release
Holding by her will the senseless meute at bay; '
Not easy for a chaotic present being but she's Savitri..

'Out of the dreadful press she dragged her will
And fixed her thought upon the saviour Name;
Then all grew still and empty; she was free.
A large deliverance came, a vast calm space.'..
'Awhile she moved through a blank tranquillity'
'A blissful vacuum of nameless peace.'
'But now a mightier danger's front drew near: '
'It tossed all power into a single drive, '

'It tossed all power into a single drive,
It made its power a might of dangerous seas.'
'It drowned its banks, a mountain of climbing waves.'
'There was an ardour in the gaze of Life
That saw heaven blue in the grey air of Night: '
'The impulses godward soared on passion's wings.'
A trenchant blade that shore the nets of doubt,
Its sword of discernment seemed almost divine.

'Here in Life's nether realms all contraries meet; '
'Their bodies born out of some Nihil's womb
Ensnare the spirit in the moment's dreams,
Then perish vomiting the immortal soul
Out of Matter's belly into the sink of Nought.
'All now was still, the soil shone dry and pure.'...

............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 491

Into the stillness of her silent self,
Into the whiteness of its muse of Space
A spate, a torrent of the speed of Life
Broke like a wind-lashed driven mob of waves
Racing on a pale floor of summer sand;
It drowned its banks, a mountain of climbing waves.

Page 492

Out of the nether unseen deeps it tore
Its lure and magic of disordered bliss,
Into earth-light poured its maze of tangled charm
And heady draught of Nature's primitive joy
And the fire and mystery of forbidden delight
Drunk from the world-libido's bottomless well,
And the honey-sweet poison-wine of lust and death,
But dreamed a vintage of glory of life's gods,
And felt as celestial rapture's golden sting.

Page 493

Mind's quick-paced thoughts floated from their high necks,
A glowing splendour as of an irised mane,
A parure of pure intuition's light;
Its flame-foot gallop they could imitate:

Mind's voices mimicked inspiration's stress,
Its ictus of infallibility,
Its speed and lightning heaven-leap of the Gods.

Page 494

Truth lay with delight in error's passionate arms
Gliding downstream in a blithe gilded barge:
She edged her ray with a magnificent lie.

Truth stares and does her works with bandaged eyes
And Ignorance is Wisdom's patron here: