Aurobindo 74 Savitri Book 4 Poem by Indira Renganathan

Aurobindo 74 Savitri Book 4



An appreciation on Savitri-
Book Four: The Book of Birth and Quest
Canto One: The Birth and Childhood of the Flame
Words within inverted commas are Aurobindo's


'Arrived upon the strange and dubious globe
The child remembering inly a far home
Lived guarded in her spirit's luminous cell,
Alone mid men in her diviner kind.'
'Harmoniously she impressed the earth with heaven.'
'Each minute was a throb of beauty's heart; '
'Near was her spirit to its parent Sun,
The Breath within to the eternal joy.'

'A world translated was her gleaming mind, '
'Aware of forms to which our eyes are closed,
Conscious of nearnesses we cannot feel,
The Power within her shaped her moulding sense
In deeper figures than our surface types.'
An invisible sunlight ran within her veins
And flooded her brain with heavenly brilliances
That woke a wider sight than earth could know.

'Outlined in the sincerity of that ray
Her springing childlike thoughts were richly turned
Into luminous patterns of her soul's deep truth,
And from her eyes she cast another look
On all around her than man's ignorant view.'
'As from the animal's life rose thinking man,
A new epiphany appeared in her.'
Such was Savitri, such was fate's necessity..

'And when the slow rhyme of the expanding years'
Had honey-packed her sense and filled her limbs, '
'Her solitary greatness was not less.'
'Many high gods dwelt in one beautiful home; '
'Yet was her nature's orb a perfect whole,
Immense and various like a universe.....'

............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 4 Canto 1

Page 355

As needing nothing but its own rapt flight
Her nature dwelt in a strong separate air
Like a strange bird with large rich-coloured breast
That sojourns on a secret fruited bough,
Lost in the emerald glory of the woods
Or flies above divine unreachable tops.

Page 356

All contacts it assumes into its trance,
Laugh-tossed consents to the wind's kiss and takes
Transmutingly the shocks of sun and breeze:
A blissful yearning riots in its leaves,
A magic passion trembles in its blooms,
Its boughs aspire in hushed felicity.

A world translated was her gleaming mind,
And marvel-mooned bright crowding fantasies
Fed with spiritual sustenance of dreams
The ideal goddess in her house of gold.

Page 357

As from the soil sprang glory of branch and flower,
As from the animal's life rose thinking man,

Celestial-human deep warm slumbrous fires
Woke in the long fringed glory of her eyes
Like altar-burnings in a mysteried shrine.

Page 358

A scout of victory in a vigil tower,
Her aspiration called high destiny down;
A silent warrior paced in her city of strength
Inviolate, guarding Truth's diamond throne.

Proud, swift and joyful ran the wave of life
Within her like a stream in Paradise.

The body that held this greatness seemed almost
An image made of heaven's transparent light.


Its charm recalled things seen in vision's hours,
A golden bridge spanning a faery flood,
A moon-touched palm-tree single by a lake
Companion of the wide and glimmering peace,
A murmur as of leaves in Paradise
Moving when feet of the Immortals pass,
A fiery halo over sleeping hills,
A strange and starry head alone in Night

End of Book 4 Canto 1

Saturday, March 12, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: prayer
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