Savitri – Eine Legende und ein Symbol. Sri Aurobindo

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      Must be wrestled out on a dangerous dim background:

      Her being must confront its formless Cause,

      Against the universe weigh its single self.

      On the bare peak where Self is alone with Nought

      And life has no sense and love no place to stand,

      She must plead her case upon extinction’s verge,

      In the world’s death-cave uphold life’s helpless claim

      And vindicate her right to be and love.

      Altered must be Nature’s harsh economy;

      Acquittance she must win from her past’s bond,

      An old account of suffering exhaust,

      Strike out from Time the soul’s long compound debt

      And the heavy servitudes of the Karmic Gods,

      The slow revenge of unforgiving Law

      And the deep need of universal pain

      And hard sacrifice and tragic consequence.

      Out of a timeless barrier she must break,

      Penetrate with her thinking depths the Void’s monstrous hush,

      Look into the lonely eyes of immortal Death

      And with her nude spirit measure the Infinite’s night.

      The great and dolorous moment now was close.

      A mailed battalion marching to its doom,

      The last long days went by with heavy tramp,

      Long but too soon to pass, too near the end.

      Alone amid the many faces loved,

      Aware among unknowing happy hearts,

      Her armoured spirit kept watch upon the hours

      Listening for a foreseen tremendous step

      In the closed beauty of the inhuman wilds.

      A combatant in silent dreadful lists,

      The world unknowing, for the world she stood:

      No helper had she save the Strength within;

      There was no witness of terrestrial eyes;

      The Gods above and Nature sole below

      Were the spectators of that mighty strife.

      Around her were the austere sky-pointing hills,

      And the green murmurous broad deep-thoughted woods

      Muttered incessantly their muffled spell.

      A dense magnificent coloured self-wrapped life

      Draped in the leaves’ vivid emerald monotone

      And set with chequered sunbeams and blithe flowers

      Immured her destiny’s secluded scene.

      There had she grown to the stature of her spirit:

      The genius of titanic silences

      Steeping her soul in its wide loneliness

      Had shown to her her self’s bare reality

      And mated her with her environment.

      Its solitude greatened her human hours

      With a background of the eternal and unique.

      A force of spare direct necessity

      Reduced the heavy framework of man’s days

      And his overburdening mass of outward needs

      To a first thin strip of simple animal wants,

      And the mighty wildness of the primitive earth

      And the brooding multitude of patient trees

      And the musing sapphire leisure of the sky

      And the solemn weight of the slowly-passing months

      Had left in her deep room for thought and God.

      There was her drama’s radiant prologue lived.

      A spot for the eternal’s tread on earth

      Set in the cloistral yearning of the woods

      And watched by the aspiration of the peaks

      Appeared through an aureate opening in Time,

      Where stillness listening felt the unspoken word

      And the hours forgot to pass towards grief and change.

      Here with the suddenness divine advents have,

      Repeating the marvel of the first descent,

      Changing to rapture the dull earthly round,

      Love came to her hiding the shadow, Death.

      Well might he find in her his perfect shrine.

      Since first the earth-being’s heavenward growth began,

      Through all the long ordeal of the race,

      Never a rarer creature bore his shaft,

      That burning test of the godhead in our parts,

      A lightning from the heights on our abyss.

      All in her pointed to a nobler kind.

      Near to earth’s wideness, intimate with heaven,

      Exalted and swift her young large-visioned spirit

      Voyaging through worlds of splendour and of calm

      Overflew the ways of Thought to unborn things.

      Ardent was her self-poised unstumbling will;

      Her mind, a sea of white sincerity,

      Passionate in flow, had not one turbid wave.

      As in a mystic and dynamic dance

      A priestess of immaculate ecstasies

      Inspired and ruled from Truth’s revealing vault

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