Aurobindo-23-Savitri-Book -2

An appreciation on Savitri Book II The Book of the Traveller of the Worlds Canto IV The Kingdoms of the Little Life Words within inverted commas are Aurobindo's 'A quivering trepidant uncertain world Born from that dolorous meeting and eclipse Appeared in the emptiness where her feet had trod, A quick obscurity, a seeking stir.' 'There was a writhing of half-conscious force Hardly awakened from the Inconscient's sleep, Tied to an instinct-driven Ignorance, To find itself and find its hold on things.' 'A world that ever seeks for something missed, Hunts for the joy that earth has failed to keep.' 'A Power beyond earth's scope has touched the earth; ' 'A formless yearning passions in man's heart, A cry is in his blood for happier things: ' 'Else could he roam on a free sunlit soil With the childlike pain-forgetting mind of beasts Or live happy, unmoved, like flowers and trees.' 'The Might that came upon the earth to bless, Has stayed on earth to suffer and aspire. The infant laugh that rang through time is hushed: Man's natural joy of life is overcast And sorrow is his nurse of destiny.' 'Insatiate seeker, he has all to learn: He has exhausted now life's surface acts, 'His being's hidden realms remain to explore.' 'He becomes a mind, he becomes a spirit and self; In his fragile tenement he grows Nature's lord In him Matter wakes from its long obscure trance, In him earth feels the Godhead drawing near.' A restless hungry energy of Will, 'Life cast her seed in the body's indolent mould'.. ............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 2 Canto 4 Page 132 Inheritor of poverty and loss, Assailed by memories that fled when seized, Haunted by a forgotten uplifting hope, It strove with a blindness as of groping hands To fill the aching and disastrous gap Between earth-pain and the bliss from which Life fell. Too near to our gates its unappeased unrest For peace to live on the inert solid globe: It has joined its hunger to the hunger of earth, It has given the law of craving to our lives, It has made our spirit's need a fathomless gulf. In the troubled stream where leaps a blind heart-pulse And the nerve-beat of feeling wakes in sense Dividing Matter's sleep from conscious Mind, There strayed a call that knew not why it came.