About Savitri | B1C3-15 Preparation for Transformation (pp.37-38)
Already in him was seen that task of Power: Life made its home on the high tops of self; His soul, mind, heart became a single sun; Only life’s lower reaches remained dim. But there too, in the uncertain shadow of life, There was a labour and a fiery breath; The ambiguous cowled celestial puissance worked Watched by the inner Witness’s moveless peace. Even on the struggling Nature left below Strong periods of illumination came: Lightnings of glory after glory burned, Experience was a tale of blaze and fire, Air rippled round the argosies of the Gods, Strange riches sailed to him from the Unseen; Splendours of insight filled the blank of thought, Knowledge spoke to the inconscient stillnesses, Rivers poured down of bliss and luminous force, Visits of beauty, storm-sweeps of delight Rained from the all-powerful Mystery above.
This is the period of preparation for the transformation of the physical. This Nature below, that seemed to be unchangeable, by this constant downpour of Power and Light became plastic and capable of transformation.
Thence stooped the eagles of Omniscience. A dense veil was rent, a mighty whisper heard; Repeated in the privacy of his soul, A wisdom-cry from rapt transcendences Sang on the mountains of an unseen world; The voices that an inner listening hears Conveyed to him their prophet utterances, And flame-wrapt outbursts of the immortal Word And flashes of an occult revealing Light Approached him from the unreachable secrecy. An inspired Knowledge sat enthroned within Whose seconds illumined more than reason’s years: An ictus of revealing lustre fell As if a pointing accent upon Truth, And like a sky-flare showing all the ground A swift intuitive discernment shone. One glance could separate the true and false, Or raise its rapid torch-fire in the dark To check the claimants crowding through mind’s gates Covered by the forged signatures of the gods, Detect the magic bride in her disguise Or scan the apparent face of thought and life.
It is describing this Power of detecting the Falsehood where it wants to come in and veil the Truth. This Power becomes more and more evident with the development of the inner consciousness, and it arrives at moment when it is quite natural and spontaneous to see what is true and to detect what is false. This Power brings with it the peace of the certitude and the power of transformation.
About Savitri | B1C3-15 Preparation for Transformation (pp.37-38)
Already in him was seen that task of Power:
Life made its home on the high tops of self;
His soul, mind, heart became a single sun;
Only life’s lower reaches remained dim.
But there too, in the uncertain shadow of life,
There was a labour and a fiery breath;
The ambiguous cowled celestial puissance worked
Watched by the inner Witness’s moveless peace.
Even on the struggling Nature left below
Strong periods of illumination came:
Lightnings of glory after glory burned,
Experience was a tale of blaze and fire,
Air rippled round the argosies of the Gods,
Strange riches sailed to him from the Unseen;
Splendours of insight filled the blank of thought,
Knowledge spoke to the inconscient stillnesses,
Rivers poured down of bliss and luminous force,
Visits of beauty, storm-sweeps of delight
Rained from the all-powerful Mystery above.
This is the period of preparation for the transformation of the physical. This Nature below, that seemed to be unchangeable, by this constant downpour of Power and Light became plastic and capable of transformation.
Thence stooped the eagles of Omniscience.
A dense veil was rent, a mighty whisper heard;
Repeated in the privacy of his soul,
A wisdom-cry from rapt transcendences
Sang on the mountains of an unseen world;
The voices that an inner listening hears
Conveyed to him their prophet utterances,
And flame-wrapt outbursts of the immortal Word
And flashes of an occult revealing Light
Approached him from the unreachable secrecy.
An inspired Knowledge sat enthroned within
Whose seconds illumined more than reason’s years:
An ictus of revealing lustre fell
As if a pointing accent upon Truth,
And like a sky-flare showing all the ground
A swift intuitive discernment shone.
One glance could separate the true and false,
Or raise its rapid torch-fire in the dark
To check the claimants crowding through mind’s gates
Covered by the forged signatures of the gods,
Detect the magic bride in her disguise
Or scan the apparent face of thought and life.
It is describing this Power of detecting the Falsehood where it wants to come in and veil the Truth. This Power becomes more and more evident with the development of the inner consciousness, and it arrives at moment when it is quite natural and spontaneous to see what is true and to detect what is false. This Power brings with it the peace of the certitude and the power of transformation.