Savitri Book 7 Canto 3 - The Entry into the Inner Countries
Then Savitri surged out of her body’s wall And stood a little span outside herself.... ||118.11|| At the dim portal of the inner life... ||118.12|| A formidable voice cried from within: “Back, creature of earth, lest tortured and torn thou die.” ||118.14|| The Serpent of the threshold hissing rose, And trolls and gnomes and goblins scowled and stared And wild beast roarings thrilled the blood with fear And menace muttered in a dangerous tongue. ||118.15|| Unshaken her will pressed on the rigid bars: Her being entered into the inner worlds. ||118.16||
Across a perilous border line she passed Where Life dips into the subconscient dusk Or struggles from Matter into chaos of mind, Aswarm with elemental entities And fluttering shapes of vague half-bodied thought And crude beginnings of incontinent force.... ||118.19|| This state now threatened, thus she pushed from her. ||118.31||
Approaching loomed a giant head of Life Ungoverned by mind or soul, subconscient, vast. ||118.36||
Then journeying forward through the self’s wide hush She came into a brilliant ordered Space. ||119.1|| There Life dwelt parked in an armed tranquillity; A chain was on her strong insurgent heart.... ||119.2|| There one stood forth who bore authority On an important brow and held a rod; His sentences savoured the oracle. ||120.7|| Traveller or pilgrim of the inner world, ||120.8|| O aspirant to the perfect way of life, Here find it; rest from search and live at peace. ||120.9||
Savitri replied casting into his world Sight’s deep release, the heart’s questioning inner voice.... ||120.17|| “Happy are they who in this chaos of things, This coming and going of the feet of Time, Can find the single Truth, the eternal Law: ||120.19|| Happiest who stand on faith as on a rock. ||120.21|| But I must pass leaving the ended search, Truth’s rounded outcome firm, immutable And this harmonic building of world-fact, This ordered knowledge of apparent things. ||120.22|| Here I can stay not, for I seek my soul.” ||120.23||
None answered in that bright contented world.... ||120.24|| But some murmured, passers-by from kindred spheres: Each by his credo judged the thought she spoke. ||120.25|| Who then is this who knows not that the soul Is a least gland or a secretion’s fault.... ||120.26|| But others, Nay, it is her spirit she seeks.... ||120.27|| But none has touched its limits or seen its face.... ||120.28|| Another with mystic and unsatisfied eyes Who loved his slain belief and mourned its death: “Is there one left who seeks for a Beyond? ||120.31|| Can still the path be found, opened the gate?” ||120.32||
So she fared on across her silent self. ||121.1|| To a road she came thronged with an ardent crowd... Guests from the cavern of the secret soul.... ||121.2|| And Savitri mingling in that glorious crowd, ||121.4|| Longed once to hasten like them to save God’s world... ||121.4|| Outstretching her hands to stay the throng she cried: “O happy company of luminous gods, Reveal, who know, the road that I must tread,— To find the birthplace of the occult Fire And the deep mansion of my secret soul.” ||121.7||
One answered pointing to a silence dim On a remote extremity of sleep In some far background of the inner world. ||121.8|| “O Savitri, from thy hidden soul we come.... ||121.9|| Follow the world’s winding highway to its source. ||121.11|| There in the silence few have ever reached, Thou shalt see the Fire burning on the bare stone And the deep cavern of thy secret soul.” ||121.12||
Then Savitri following the great winding road Came where it dwindled into a narrow path Trod only by rare wounded pilgrim-feet. ||121.13|| A few bright forms emerged from unknown depths And looked at her with calm immortal eyes. ||121.14|| There was no sound to break the brooding hush; One felt the silent nearness of the soul. ||121.15||
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