Savitri presses upon the doors in matter to find the way for her soul.
Surged out of her body’s wall
Then Savitri surged out of her body’s wall
And stood a little span outside herself
And looked into her subtle being’s depths
And in its heart as in a lotus-bud
Divined her secret and mysterious soul.
Savitri surged out of her body by the very intensity of her aspiration and will. She stood outside the cage of the body and looked into her subtle being’s depths. There she divined her secret soul in the lotus bud of her heart space.
Knocked and pressed
At the dim portal of the inner life
That bars out from our depths the body’s mind
And all that lives but by the body’s breath,
She knocked and pressed against the ebony gate.
The outer life is shut out from the inner portal by a hard gate of dense matter through which the body’s mind cannot get across. Our bodily life is also thus shut out from our own inner depths. Savitri knocked and pressed against this gate by the force of her inner concentration.
Living portal groaned
The living portal groaned with sullen hinge:
Heavily reluctant it complained inert
Against the tyranny of the spirit’s touch.
The portal where life turns towards dense matter groaned and creaked as if heavy with reluctance to open, inert and complaining against the forceful pressure of Savitri’s tremendous concentration.
A formidable voice cried from within:
“Back, creature of earth, lest tortured and torn thou die.”
A formidable voice seemed to caution, almost threaten her to return back to the outer life lest she, a seemingly earthly creature feels tortured and torn by the forces that lurk within us and dies.
A dreadful murmur rose like a dim sea;
The Serpent of the threshold hissing rose,
A fatal guardian hood with monstrous coils,
The hounds of darkness growled with jaws agape,
And trolls and gnomes and goblins scowled and stared
And wild beast roarings thrilled the blood with fear
And menace muttered in a dangerous tongue.
There was a dreadful murmur as the power coiled at the base of matter rose hissing like a serpent raising its hood with monstrous coils. It guards the threshold of matter’s domain from the inner. The hounds of the dark subconscious world growled and the trolls and goblins and gnomes and stared and wild beasts roared and chilled the being with fear. The dangerous mutterings menaced the atmosphere.
Unshaken her will
Unshaken her will pressed on the rigid bars:
The gate swung wide with a protesting jar,
The opponent Powers withdrew their dreadful guard;
Her being entered into the inner worlds.
She pressed against the rigid prison bars of outer nature with unshaken will until the gate swung open with a protesting jarring note. The powers that oppose gave in before the persistence of her concentrated will and her being entered the inner worlds.
The subconscient’s gate
In a narrow passage, the subconscient’s gate,
She breathed with difficulty and pain and strove
To find the inner self concealed in sense.
In a narrow passage through the subconscient gate she breathed with difficulty and pain and strove to find her inner self concealed in sense.
She forced her way
Into a dense of subtle Matter packed,
A cavity filled with a blind mass of power,
An opposition of misleading gleams,
A heavy barrier of unseeing sight,
She forced her way through body to the soul.
She entered a dense field of subtle matter and felt a cavity filled with blind mass of power, an opposition of misleading gleams, a heave barrier of blind sight. She forced her way through the body to the soul.
Crude beginnings of incontinent force
Across a perilous border line she passed
Where Life dips into the subconscient dusk
Or struggles from Matter into chaos of mind,
Aswarm with elemental entities
And fluttering shapes of vague half-bodied thought
And crude beginnings of incontinent force.
She passed across a perilous border where Life turns towards the subconscious dusk moving towards the Night. She struggled from world of matter towards a chaotic state of mind swarming with elemental entities where vague drifting thought formations begin with the crude beginnings of the incontinent force.
Savitri forces her way through the gates of Matter into the subtle realms.