A Spiritual Biography of Savitri

36 A Marriage Hymn

 
 

Allured to her lashes by his passionate words

Her fathomless soul looked at him from her eyes;

Passing her lips in liquid sounds it spoke.

 

This word alone she uttered and said all:

“O Satyavan, I have heard thee and I know;

I know that thou and only thou art he.”

 

Then down she came from her high carven car

Descending with a soft and faltering haste;

Her many-hued raiment glistening in the light

Hovered a moment over the wind-stirred grass,

Mixed with a glimmer of her body's ray

Like lovely plumage of a settling bird.

 

Her gleaming feet upon the green gold sward

Scattered a memory of wandering beams

And lightly pressed the unspoken desire of earth

Cherished in her too brief passing by the soil.

 

Then flitting like pale brilliant moths her hands

Took from the sylvan verge's sunlit arms

A load of their jewel faces' clustering swarms,

Companions of the spring-time and the breeze.

 

A candid garland set with simple forms

Her rapid fingers taught a flower song,

The stanzaed movement of a marriage hymn.

 

Profound in perfume and immersed in hue

They mixed their yearning's coloured signs and made

The bloom of their purity and passion one.

 

A sacrament of joy in treasuring palms

She brought, flower-symbol of her offered life,

Then with raised hands that trembled a little now

At the very closeness that her soul desired,

This bond of sweetness, their bright union's sign,

She laid on the bosom coveted by her love.

 

As if inclined before some gracious god

Who has out of his mist of greatness shone

To fill with beauty his adorer's hours,

She bowed and touched his feet with worshipping hands;

She made her life his world for him to tread

And made her body the room of his delight,

Her beating heart a remembrancer of bliss.

 

He bent to her and took into his own

Their married yearning joined like folded hopes;

As if a whole rich world suddenly possessed,

Wedded to all he had been, became himself,

An inexhaustible joy made his alone,

He gathered all Savitri into his clasp.

 

Around her his embrace became the sign

Of a locked closeness through slow intimate years,

A first sweet summary of delight to come,

One brevity intense of all long life.

 

In a wide moment of two souls that meet

She felt her being flow into him as in waves

A river pours into a mighty sea.

 

As when a soul is merging into God

To live in Him for ever and know His joy,

Her consciousness was a wave of him alone

And all her separate self was lost in his.

 

As a starry heaven encircles happy earth,

He shut her into himself in a circle of bliss

And shut the world into himself and her.

 

A boundless isolation made them one;

He was aware of her enveloping him

And let her penetrate his very soul,

As is a world by the world's spirit filled,

As the mortal wakes into Eternity,

As the finite opens to the Infinite.

 

Savitri, pp. 409-10