Explorations in Savitri

A thousand icons they have made of her And find her in the idols they adore; But she remains herself and infinite.

Above the spirit cased in mortal sense Are superconscious realms of heavenly peace, Below, the Inconscient's sullen dim abyss, Between, behind our life, the deathless Rose.

On the other side of the eternal stairs The mighty kingdoms of the deathless Flame Aspired to reach the Being’s absolutes.

In God’s supreme withdrawn and timeless hush A seeing Self and potent Energy met; The Silence knew itself and thought took form: Self-made from the dual power creation rose.

... His soul had peace, it knew the cosmic Whole. Then suddenly a luminous finger fell On all things seen or touched or heard or felt And showed his mind that nothing could be known; That must be reached from which all knowledge comes.

Deep peace was there, but not the nameless Force: Our sweet and mighty Mother was not there Who gathers to her bosom her children's lives, Her clasp that takes the world into her arms In the fathomless rapture of the Infinite...

All grew to all kindred and self and near; The intimacy of God was everywhere, No veil was felt, no brute barrier inert, Distance could not divide, Time could not change.

Above them all she stands supporting all, The sole omnipotent Goddess ever-veiled Of whom the world is the inscrutable mask; The ages are the footfalls of her tread

Here came the thought that passes beyond Thought, Here the still Voice which our listening cannot hear, The Knowledge by which the knower is the known, The Love in which beloved and lover are one.

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.

All he had been and all towards which he grew Must now be left behind or else transform Into a self of That which has no name.

Above the changing cosmic interlude Abode supreme, immutably the same, A silent Cause occult, impenetrable,— Infinite, eternal, unthinkable, alone.

"A being of wisdom, power and delight, Even as a mother draws her child to her arms, Took to her breast Nature and world and soul."

The undying Truth appeared, the enduring Power Of all that here is made and then destroyed, The Mother of all godheads and all strengths Who, mediatrix, binds earth to the Supreme.

She is the golden bridge, the wonderful fire. The luminous heart of the Unknown is she, A power of silence in the depths of God; She is the Force, the inevitable Word, The magnet of our difficult ascent, The Sun from which we kindle all our suns

Dialogues of Dr. Alok Pandey and Narad on Sri Aurobindo's mantric epic poem "Savitri"

He tore desire up from its bleeding roots And offered to the gods the vacant place. Thus could he bear the touch immaculate.

One grew the Spirit's secret unity, All Nature felt again the single bliss. There was no cleavage between soul and soul, There was no barrier between world and God.