About Savitri | B1C3-16 The New Knowledge (pp.38-39)
Oft inspiration with her lightning feet, A sudden messenger from the all-seeing tops, Traversed the soundless corridors of his mind Bringing her rhythmic sense of hidden things. A music spoke transcending mortal speech. As if from a golden phial of the All-Bliss, A joy of light, a joy of sudden sight, A rapture of the thrilled undying Word Poured into his heart as into an empty cup, A repetition of God’s first delight Creating in a young and virgin Time. In a brief moment caught, a little space, All-Knowledge packed into great wordless thoughts Lodged in the expectant stillness of his depths A crystal of the ultimate Absolute, A portion of the inexpressible Truth Revealed by silence to the silent soul. The intense creatrix in his stillness wrought; Her power fallen speechless grew more intimate; She looked upon the seen and the unforeseen, Unguessed domains she made her native field. All-vision gathered into a single ray, As when the eyes stare at an invisible point Till through the intensity of one luminous spot An apocalypse of a world of images Enters into the kingdom of the seer.
It’s the continuation of the description of the experiences when the being has come in contact with the Supreme Consciousness. This description is most vivid, expressive and true.
A great nude arm of splendour suddenly rose; It rent the gauze opaque of Nescience: Her lifted finger’s keen unthinkable tip Bared with a stab of flame the closed Beyond. An eye awake in voiceless heights of trance, A mind plucking at the unimaginable, Overleaping with a sole and perilous bound The high black wall hiding superconscience, She broke in with inspired speech for scythe And plundered the Unknowable’s vast estate. A gleaner of infinitesimal grains of Truth, A sheaf-binder of infinite experience, She pierced the guarded mysteries of World-Force And her magic methods wrapt in a thousand veils; Or she gathered the lost secrets dropped by Time In the dust and crannies of his mounting route Mid old forsaken dreams of hastening Mind And buried remnants of forgotten space. A traveller between summit and abyss She joined the distant ends, the viewless deeps, Or streaked along the roads of Heaven and Hell Pursuing all knowledge like a questing hound. A reporter and scribe of hidden wisdom talk, Her shining minutes of celestial speech, Passed through the masked office of the occult mind, Transmitting gave to prophet and to seer The inspired body of the mystic Truth. A recorder of the inquiry of the gods, Spokesman of the silent seeings of the Supreme, She brought immortal words to mortal men.
After the vision and the experience comes the expression and the spreading of the new knowledge and the new experience. The whole thing is prophetic and an announcement of what will be.
About Savitri | B1C3-16 The New Knowledge (pp.38-39)
Oft inspiration with her lightning feet,
A sudden messenger from the all-seeing tops,
Traversed the soundless corridors of his mind
Bringing her rhythmic sense of hidden things.
A music spoke transcending mortal speech.
As if from a golden phial of the All-Bliss,
A joy of light, a joy of sudden sight,
A rapture of the thrilled undying Word
Poured into his heart as into an empty cup,
A repetition of God’s first delight
Creating in a young and virgin Time.
In a brief moment caught, a little space,
All-Knowledge packed into great wordless thoughts
Lodged in the expectant stillness of his depths
A crystal of the ultimate Absolute,
A portion of the inexpressible Truth
Revealed by silence to the silent soul.
The intense creatrix in his stillness wrought;
Her power fallen speechless grew more intimate;
She looked upon the seen and the unforeseen,
Unguessed domains she made her native field.
All-vision gathered into a single ray,
As when the eyes stare at an invisible point
Till through the intensity of one luminous spot
An apocalypse of a world of images
Enters into the kingdom of the seer.
It’s the continuation of the description of the experiences when the being has come in contact with the Supreme Consciousness.
This description is most vivid, expressive and true.
A great nude arm of splendour suddenly rose;
It rent the gauze opaque of Nescience:
Her lifted finger’s keen unthinkable tip
Bared with a stab of flame the closed Beyond.
An eye awake in voiceless heights of trance,
A mind plucking at the unimaginable,
Overleaping with a sole and perilous bound
The high black wall hiding superconscience,
She broke in with inspired speech for scythe
And plundered the Unknowable’s vast estate.
A gleaner of infinitesimal grains of Truth,
A sheaf-binder of infinite experience,
She pierced the guarded mysteries of World-Force
And her magic methods wrapt in a thousand veils;
Or she gathered the lost secrets dropped by Time
In the dust and crannies of his mounting route
Mid old forsaken dreams of hastening Mind
And buried remnants of forgotten space.
A traveller between summit and abyss
She joined the distant ends, the viewless deeps,
Or streaked along the roads of Heaven and Hell
Pursuing all knowledge like a questing hound.
A reporter and scribe of hidden wisdom talk,
Her shining minutes of celestial speech,
Passed through the masked office of the occult mind,
Transmitting gave to prophet and to seer
The inspired body of the mystic Truth.
A recorder of the inquiry of the gods,
Spokesman of the silent seeings of the Supreme,
She brought immortal words to mortal men.
After the vision and the experience comes the expression and the spreading of the new knowledge and the new experience.
The whole thing is prophetic and an announcement of what will be.