Savitri – Eine Legende und ein Symbol. Sri Aurobindo

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      It cancels not a tittle of things done;

      Unswerving from the oracular command

      It alters not the steps of the Unseen.

      If thou must indeed deliver man and earth

      On the spiritual heights look down on life,

      Discover the truth of God and man and world;

      Then do thy task knowing and seeing all.

      Ascend, O soul, into thy timeless self;

      Choose destiny’s curve and stamp thy will on Time.”

      He ended and upon the falling sound

      A power went forth that shook the founded spheres

      And loosed the stakes that hold the tents of form.

      Absolved from vision’s grip and the folds of thought,

      Rapt from her sense like disappearing scenes

      In the stupendous theatre of Space

      The heaven-worlds vanished in spiritual light.

      A movement was abroad, a cry, a word,

      Beginningless in its vast discovery,

      Momentless in its unthinkable return:

      Choired in calm seas she heard the eternal Thought

      Rhythming itself abroad unutterably

      In spaceless orbits and on timeless roads.

      In an ineffable world she lived fulfilled.

      An energy of the triune Infinite,

      In a measureless Reality she dwelt,

      A rapture and a being and a force,

      A linked and myriad-motioned plenitude,

      A virgin unity, a luminous spouse,

      Housing a multitudinous embrace

      To marry all in God’s immense delight,

      Bearing the eternity of every spirit,

      Bearing the burden of universal love,

      A wonderful mother of unnumbered souls.

      All things she knew, all things imagined or willed:

      Her ear was opened to ideal sound,

      Shape the convention bound no more her sight,

      A thousand doors of oneness was her heart.

      A crypt and sanctuary of brooding light

      Appeared, the last recess of things beyond.

      Then in its rounds the enormous fiat paused,

      Silence gave back to the Unknowable

      All it had given. Still was her listening thought.

      The form of things had ceased within her soul.

      Invisible that perfect godhead now.

      Around her some tremendous spirit lived,

      Mysterious flame around a melting pearl,

      And in the phantom of abolished Space

      There was a voice unheard by ears that cried:

      “Choose, spirit, thy supreme choice not given again;

      For now from my highest being looks at thee

      The nameless formless peace where all things rest.

      In a happy vast sublime cessation know, –

      An immense extinction in eternity,

      A point that disappears in the infinite, –

      Felicity of the extinguished flame,

      Last sinking of a wave in a boundless sea,

      End of the trouble of thy wandering thoughts,

      Close of the journeying of thy pilgrim soul.

      Accept, O music, weariness of thy notes,

      O stream, wide breaking of thy channel banks.”

      The moments fell into eternity.

      But someone yearned within a bosom unknown

      And silently the woman’s heart replied:

      “Thy peace, O Lord, a boon within to keep

      Amid the roar and ruin of wild Time

      For the magnificent soul of man on earth.

      Thy calm, O Lord, that bears thy hands of joy.”

      Limitless like ocean round a lonely isle

      A second time the eternal cry arose:

      “Wide open are the ineffable gates in front.

      My spirit leans down to break the knot of earth,

      Amorous of oneness without thought or sign

      To cast down wall and fence, to strip heaven bare,

      See with the large eye of infinity,

      Unweave the stars and into silence pass.”

      In an immense and world-destroying pause

      She heard a million creatures cry to her.

      Through the tremendous stillness of her thoughts

      Immeasurably the woman’s nature spoke:

      “Thy oneness, Lord, in many approaching hearts,

      My sweet infinity of thy numberless souls.”

      Mightily retreating like a sea in ebb

      A third time swelled the great admonishing call:

      “I spread abroad the refuge of my wings.

      Out of its incommunicable deeps

      My power looks forth of mightiest splendour, stilled

      Into its majesty of sleep, withdrawn

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