Savitri Study Classes in Hindi

In this soar from consciousness to consciousness Each lifted tops to That from which it came, Origin of all that it had ever been And home of all that it could still become.

All the great Words that toiled to express the One Were lifted into an absoluteness of light, An ever-burning Revelation's fire And the immortality of the eternal Voice.

All, even pain, was the soul's pleasure here; Here all experience was a single plan, The thousandfold expression of the One.

If earth were all and this were not in her, Thought could not be nor life-delight's response: Only material forms could then be her guests Driven by an inanimate world-force.

Our life is a holocaust of the Supreme.

His call had reached the Traveller in Time. Apart in an unfathomed loneliness, He travelled in his mute and single strength Bearing the burden of the world's desire.

He came into a magic crystal air And found a life that lived not by the flesh, A light that made visible immaterial things.

Intruder from the formless Infinite Daring to break into the Inconscient's reign, The spirit's leap towards body touches ground.

A heaven of creative truths above, A cosmos of harmonious dreams between, A chaos of dissolving forms below, It plunges lost in our inconscient base. Out of its fall our denser Matter came.

A fragment here is caught of heaven's design; Else could we never hope for greater life And ecstasy and glory could not be.

Thence comes the mystic substance of our souls Into the prodigy of our nature's birth, There is the unfallen height of all we are And dateless fount of all we hope to be.

It had no grace of error or defeat, It had no room for fault, no power to fail.

In front he saw a boundary ever unreached And thought himself at each step nearer now,— A far retreating horizon of mirage.

Even in changing worlds bereft of peace, In an air racked with sorrow and with fear And while his feet trod on a soil unsafe, He saw the image of a happier state.

Thou shalt not shrink from any brother soul. Thou shalt be attracted helplessly to all. Men seeing thee shall feel my hands of joy, In sorrow's pangs feel steps of the world's delight,

On a spiritual and mysterious peak Only a miracle's high transfiguring line Divided life from the formless Infinite And sheltered Time against eternity.

There were vasts of the glory of life's absolutes: All laughed in a safe immortality And an eternal childhood of the soul Before darkness came and pain and grief were born

Only to be was a supreme delight, Life was a happy laughter of the soul And Joy was king with Love for minister.