A Spiritual Biography of Savitri

14: This Outbreak of Perfection's Law

 

 
The eternal Goddess moved in her cosmic house

Sporting with God as a Mother with her child:

To him the universe was her bosom of love,

His toys were the immortal verities.

 

All here self-lost had there its divine place.

 

The Powers that here betray our hearts and err,

Were there sovereign in truth, perfect in joy,

Masters in a creation without flaw,

Possessors of their own infinitude.

 

There Mind, a splendid sun of vision's rays,

Shaped substance by the glory of its thoughts

And moved amidst the grandeur of its dreams.

 

Imagination's great ensorcelling rod

Summoned the unknown and gave to it a home,

Outspread luxuriantly in golden air

Truth's iris-coloured wings of fantasy,

Or sang to the intuitive heart of joy

Wonder's dream-notes that bring the Real close.

 

Its Power that makes the unknowable near and true,

In the temple of the ideal shrined the One:

It peopled thought and mind and happy sense

Filled with bright aspects of the might of God

And living persons of the one Supreme,

The speech that voices the ineffable,

The ray revealing unseen Presences,

The virgin forms through which the Formless shines,

The Word that ushers divine experience

And the Ideas that crowd the Infinite.

 

There was no gulf between the thought and fact;

Ever they replied like bird to calling bird;

The will obeyed the thought, the act the will,

There was a harmony woven twixt soul and soul.

 

A marriage with eternity divinised Time.

 

There Life pursued unwearied of her sport,

Joy in her heart and laughter on her lips,

The bright adventure of God's game of chance.

 

In her ingenious ardour of caprice,

In her transfiguring mirth she mapped on Time

A fascinating puzzle of events,

Lured at each turn by new vicissitudes

To self-discovery that could never cease.

 

Ever she framed stark bonds for the will to break,

Brought new creations for the thought's surprise

And passionate ventures for the heart to dare,

Where Truth recurred with an unexpected face

Or else repeated old familiar joy

Like the return of a delightful rhyme.

 

At hide-and-seek on a Mother-Wisdom's breast,

An artist teeming with her world-idea,

She never could exhaust its numberless thoughts

And vast adventure into thinking shapes

And trial and lure of a new living's dreams.

 

Untired of sameness and untired of change,

Endlessly she unrolled her moving act,

A mystery drama of divine delight,

A living poem of world ecstasy,

A kakemono of significant forms,

A coiled perspective of developing scenes,

A brilliant chase of self-revealing shapes,

An ardent hunt of soul looking for soul,

A seeking and a finding as of gods.

 

There Matter is the Spirit's firm density,

An artistry of glad outwardness of self,

A treasure-house of lasting images

Where sense can build a world of pure delight:

The home of a perpetual happiness,

It lodged the hours as in a pleasant inn.

 

The senses there were outlets of the soul;

Even the youngest child-thought of the mind

Incarnated some touch of highest things.

 

There substance was a resonant harp of self,

A net for the constant lightnings of the Spirit,

A magnet power of love's intensity

Whose yearning throb and adoration's cry

Drew God's approaches close, sweet, wonderful.

 

Its solidity was a mass of heavenly make;

Its fixity and sweet permanence of charm

Made a bright pedestal for felicity.

 

Its bodies woven by a divine sense

Prolonged the nearness of soul's clasp with soul;

Its warm play of external sight and touch

Reflected the glow and thrill of the heart's joy,

Mind's climbing brilliant thoughts, the spirit's bliss;

Life's rapture kept for ever its flame and cry.

 

All that now passes lived immortal there

In the proud beauty and fine harmony

Of Matter plastic to spiritual light.

 

Its ordered hours proclaimed the eternal Law;

Vision reposed on a safety of deathless forms;

Time was Eternity's transparent robe.

 

An architect hewing out self's living rock,

Phenomenon built Reality's summer-house

On the beaches of the sea of Infinity.

 

 

Savitri, pp. 327-29