Meditations on Savitri Book 6 Canto 2


Savitri Book 6 Canto 2 - The Way of Fate and the Problem of Pain

Then after a silence Narad made reply:
Tuning his lips to earthly sound he spoke... ||108.1||
Implacable in the passion of their will,
Lifting the hammers of titanic toil
The demiurges of the universe work;
They shape with giant strokes their own; their sons
Are marked with their enormous stamp of fire. ||108.28||



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Book 6 Canto 2 Painting #1


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Book 6 Canto 2 Sketch #1






Savitri Book 6 Canto 2 - The Way of Fate and the Problem of Pain

The Eternal suffers in a human form,
He has signed salvation’s testament with his blood:
He has opened the doors of his undying peace.... ||108.35||
How shall he cure the ills he never felt? ||108.43||
He carries the suffering world in his own breast... ||108.45||



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Book 6 Canto 2 Painting #2


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Savitri Book 6 Canto 2 - The Way of Fate and the Problem of Pain

Hard is the world-redeemer’s heavy task... ||109.1||
He must enter the eternity of Night
And know God’s darkness as he knows his Sun. ||109.29||
For this he must go down into the pit,
For this he must invade the dolorous Vasts. ||109.30||
Imperishable and wise and infinite,
He still must travel Hell the world to save. ||109.31||



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Book 6 Canto 2 Painting #3






Savitri Book 6 Canto 2 - The Way of Fate and the Problem of Pain

Haste not towards Godhead on a dangerous road,
Open not thy doorways to a nameless Power,
Climb not to Godhead by the Titan’s road. ||110.4||
Against the Law he pits his single will,
Across its way he throws his pride of might. ||110.5||
Heavenward he clambers on a stair of storms
Aspiring to live near the deathless sun. ||110.6||



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Book 6 Canto 2 Painting #4






Savitri Book 6 Canto 2 - The Way of Fate and the Problem of Pain

Bear; thou shalt find at last thy road to bliss. ||110.31||
Bliss is the secret stuff of all that lives... ||110.32||
Indifference, pain and joy, a triple disguise,
Attire of the rapturous Dancer in the ways,
Withhold from thee the body of God’s bliss. ||110.34||



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Book 6 Canto 2 Painting #5






Savitri Book 6 Canto 2 - The Way of Fate and the Problem of Pain

O mortal who complainst of death and fate,
Thou art thyself the author of thy pain. ||111.1||
Once in the immortal boundlessness of Self,
In a vast of Truth Consciousness and Light
The soul looked out from its felicity.... ||111.2||
Then, curious of a shadow thrown by Truth,
It strained towards some otherness of self,
It was drawn to an unknown Face peering through night.... ||111.4||
As one drawn by the grandeur of the Void
The soul attracted leaned to the Abyss... ||111.10||



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Book 6 Canto 2 Painting #6






Savitri Book 6 Canto 2 - The Way of Fate and the Problem of Pain

A huge descent began, a giant fall:
For what the spirit sees, creates a truth
And what the soul imagines is made a world. ||111.13||



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Book 6 Canto 2 Painting #7


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Book 6 Canto 2 Sketch #7






Savitri Book 6 Canto 2 - The Way of Fate and the Problem of Pain

Then Aswapathy answered to the seer: ... ||112.1||
I deemed a mighty Power had come with her;
Is not that Power the high compeer of Fate? ||112.4||
But Narad answered covering truth with truth: ... ||112.5||
A day may come when she must stand unhelped
On a dangerous brink of the world’s doom and hers, ||112.50||
Carrying the world’s future on her lonely breast,
Carrying the human hope in a heart left sole
To conquer or fail on a last desperate verge; ||112.51||



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Book 6 Canto 2 Painting #8


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Book 6 Canto 2 Sketch #8






Savitri Book 6 Canto 2 - The Way of Fate and the Problem of Pain

He spoke and ceased and left the earthly scene. ||113.1||
Away from the strife and suffering on our globe,
He turned towards his far-off blissful home. ||113.2||
A brilliant arrow pointing straight to heaven,
The luminous body of the eternal seer
Assailed the purple glory of the noon
And disappeared like a receding star
Vanishing into the light of the Unseen. ||113.3||



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Book 6 Canto 2 Painting #9