About Savitri | B1C2-08 The Ordinary Human and the Missioned Soul (pp.17-18)

Here was no fabric of terrestrial make
Fit for a day’s use by busy careless Powers.
An image fluttering on the screen of Fate,
Half-animated for a passing show,
Or a castaway on the ocean of Desire
Flung to the eddies in a ruthless sport
And tossed along the gulfs of Circumstance,
A creature born to bend beneath the yoke,
A chattel and a plaything of Time’s lords,
Or one more pawn who comes destined to be pushed
One slow move forward on a measureless board
In the chess-play of the earth-soul with Doom,—
Such is the human figure drawn by Time.

It is the description of the usual human being and its powerlessness in front of circumstances. But this was not the case of Savitri who came, keeping conscious in Herself the Origin and the source from which She came.
Men are accustomed to be pushed by circumstances and have only the force of desire …, and this force is powerless in front of the Power of the true Force — the governing Force of the Divine.