Aurobindo 190 Savitri Book 12

An appreciation on Savitri- Book Twelve: Epilogue The Return to Earth Words within inverted commas are Aurobindo's So was Satyavan there alive awakened 'Then one spoke there who seemed a priest and sage: 'O woman soul, what light, what power revealed, Working the rapid marvels of this day, Opens for us by thee a happier age? ' 'They claimed for their deep childlike motherhood The life of all these souls to be her life, Then falling veiled the light.' 'Low she replied, 'Awakened to the meaning of my heart That to feel love and oneness is to live And this the magic of our golden change, Is all the truth I know or seek, O sage.' 'Wondering at her and her too luminous words Westward they turned in the fast-gathering night.' Then'Drawn by white manes upon a high-roofed car' Went 'With linked hands Satyavan and Savitri, ' 'Then while they skirted yet the southward verge, Lost in the halo of her musing brows Night, splendid with the moon dreaming in heaven In silver peace, possessed her luminous reign. She brooded through her stillness on a thought Deep-guarded by her mystic folds of light, And in her bosom nursed a greater dawn.' 'A greater dawn'...bless us with that O'Savitri ............My consciousness this moment, O'Guru, I'm in awe....in invincible heights Ineffable Thee embellishing poetic creation My inquisitive apprehension, erring Thee may opine May there so, let Savitri in my self arise Aroused there so be knowledge and fortune ============================================ Note; Some more inspiring descriptive and informative lines from Book 12 Epilogue Page 723 Her lashes fluttering upwards gathered in To a vision which had scanned immortal things, Rejoicing, human forms for their delight. Page 724 Murmur and movement and the tread of men Broke the night's solitude; the neigh of steeds Rose from that indistinct and voiceful sea Of life and all along its marchings swelled The rhyme of hooves, the chariot's homeward voice. Numberless the stars swam on their shadowy field Describing in the gloom the ways of light. The End ============================================= After reading the long epic Savitri.... My words are speechless in mum bliss When mind reads the verses comprehended Heart is painted of its poetic colour.. Of its similes, metaphors, choice of words style of write tremendously outstanding And as the soul just resting wakefully On the couch of its tranquil transcendence Lighted vision enjoying its spotless light And when awakes my 'I', urgent it wishes To mark the sacred rise of Savitri again A golden touch of her glorious mien supreme A spark of her vision that ventured over Dark A shower of her diligent puissance saving Satyavan All this earth to be fed; it's time, her promise to act 'Lo, all these beings in this wonderful world! Let us give joy to all, for joy is ours'..she said Not an yogi, not a philosopher but a mother Home bound, duty bound stuck in livelihood Wonder at my luck blessed to read this epic In timeless life to find time for this work This kitchen bound woman 'how? ', may I ask o'Savitri To muse to be amused of His blessing as you did? May you so descend o' divine Mother per your promise 'Let us give joy to all, for joy is ours'..you said A pastime writer and not a poet grammarian My diction, this English too far from me That I grope hard to get even a speck of it O'Guru, Thee doeth know well reading my mind May Thy cognitive presence all around censed Pardon me, save and sow in me seed of knowledge.... ............My consciousness this moment, O'Guru, I'm in awe....in invincible heights Ineffable Thee embellishing poetic creation My inquisitive apprehension, erring Thee may opine May there so, let Savitri in my self arise Aroused there so be knowledge and fortune