The Mother Reads Selections from Savitri by Sri Aurobindo
Book Ten, The Book of the Double Twilight
Canto 1, The Dream Twilight of the Ideal
B10 01 01
Night is not our beginning nor our end;
She is the dark Mother in whose womb we have hid
Safe from too swift a waking to world-pain.
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B10 01 02
Assailed in the sovereign emptiness of its reign
The intolerant Darkness paled and drew apart
Till only a few black remnants stained that Ray.
But on a failing edge of dumb lost space
Still a great dragon body sullenly loomed;
Adversary of the slow struggling Dawn
Defending its ground of tortured mystery,
It trailed its coils through the dead martyred air
And curving fled down a grey slope of Time.
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B10 01 03
There is a morning twilight of the gods;
Miraculous from sleep their forms arise
And God’s long nights are justified by dawn.
. . .
Into a happy misty twilit world
Where all ran after light and joy and love
She slipped; there far-off raptures drew more close
[pp. 601; 602]
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B10 01 04
Above, her spirit in its mighty trance
Saw all, but lived for its transcendent task,
Immutable like a fixed eternal star.
End of Book 10 Canto 01
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