A Spiritual Biography of Savitri

13: Nature a Conscious Front of God

 

All Nature was a conscious front of God:

A wisdom worked in all, self-moved, self-sure,

A plenitude of illimitable Light,

An authenticity of intuitive Truth,

A glory and passion of creative Force.

 

Infallible, leaping from eternity,

The moment's thought inspired the passing act,

A word, a laughter sprang from Silence' breast,

A rhythm of Beauty in the calm of Space,

A Knowledge in the fathomless heart of Time.

 

All turned to all without reserve's recoil:

A single ecstasy without a break,

Love was a close and thrilled identity

In the throbbing heart of all that luminous life.

 

A universal vision that unites,

A sympathy of nerve replying to nerve,

Hearing that listens to thought's inner sound

And follows the rhythmic meanings of the heart,

A touch that needs not hands to feel, to clasp,

Were there the native means of consciousness

And heightened the intimacy of soul with soul.

 

A grand orchestra of spiritual powers,

A diapason of soul interchange

Harmonised a oneness deep, immeasurable.

 

In these new worlds projected he became

A portion of the universal gaze,

A station of the all-inhabiting light,

A ripple on a single sea of peace.

 

His mind answered to countless communing minds,

His words were syllables of the cosmos' speech,

His life a field of the vast cosmic stir.

 

He felt the footsteps of a million wills

Moving in unison to a single goal.

 

A stream ever new-born that never dies,

Caught in its thousandfold current's ravishing flow,

With its eddies of immortal sweetness thrilled,

He bore coiling through his members as they passed

Calm movements of interminable delight,

The bliss of a myriad myriads who are one.

 

In this vast outbreak of perfection's law

Imposing its fixity on the flux of things

He saw a hierarchy of lucent planes

Enfeoffed to this highest kingdom of God-state.


Attuning to one Truth their own right rule

Each housed the gladness of a bright degree,

Alone in beauty, perfect in self-kind,

An image cast by one deep truth's absolute,

Married to all in happy difference.

 

Each gave its powers to help its neighbours' parts,

But suffered no diminution by the gift;

Profiteers of a mystic interchange,

They grew by what they took and what they gave,

All others they felt as their own complements,

One in the might and joy of multitude.

 

Even in the poise where Oneness draws apart

To feel the rapture of its separate selves,

The Sole in its solitude yearned towards the All

And the Many turned to look back at the One.

 

An all-revealing all-creating Bliss,

Seeking for forms to manifest truths divine,

Aligned in their significant mystery

The gleams of the symbols of the Ineffable

Blazoned like hues upon a colourless air

On the white purity of the Witness Soul.

 

These hues were the very prism of the Supreme,

His beauty, power, delight creation's cause.

 

A vast Truth-Consciousness took up these signs

To pass them on to some divine child Heart

That looked on them with laughter and delight

And joyed in these transcendent images

Living and real as the truths they house.

 

The Spirit's white neutrality became

A playground of miracles, a rendezvous

For the secret powers of a mystic Timelessness:

It made of space a marvel house of God,

It poured through Time its works of ageless might,

Unveiled seen as a luring rapturous face

The wonder and beauty of its Love and Force.

 

 

Savitri, pp.324-27