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object:02.01 - The World-Stair
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subject:Integral Yoga
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  ALONE he moved watched by the infinity
  Around him and the Unknowable above.
  All could be seen that shuns the mortal eye,
  All could be known the mind has never grasped;
  All could be done no mortal will can dare.
  A limitless movement filled a limitless peace.
  In a profound existence beyond earth's
  Parent or kin to our ideas and dreams
  Where Space is a vast experiment of the soul,
  In an immaterial substance linked to ours
    In a deep oneness of all things that are,
    The universe of the Unknown arose.
  A self-creation without end or pause
  Revealed the grandeurs of the Infinite:
  It flung into the hazards of its play
  A million moods, a myriad energies,
  The world-shapes that are fancies of its Truth
  And the formulas of the freedom of its Force.
  It poured into the Ever-stable's flux
  A bacchic rapture and revel of Ideas,
  A passion and motion of everlastingness.
  There rose unborn into the Unchanging's surge
  Thoughts that abide in their deathless consequence,
  Words that immortal last though fallen mute,
  Acts that brought out from Silence its dumb sense,
    Lines that convey the inexpressible.
  The Eternal's stillness saw in unmoved joy
  His universal Power at work display
  In plots of pain and dramas of delight
  The wonder and beauty of her will to be.
  All, even pain, was the soul's pleasure here;
  Here all experience was a single plan,
  The thousandfold expression of the One.
    All came at once into his single view;
  Nothing escaped his vast intuitive sight,
  Nothing drew near he could not feel as kin:
  He was one spirit with that immensity.
  Images in a supernal consciousness
  Embodying the Unborn who never dies,
  The structured visions of the cosmic Self
  Alive with the touch of being's eternity
  Looked at him like form-bound spiritual thoughts
  Figuring the movements of the Ineffable.
  Aspects of being donned world-outline; forms
  That open moving doors on things divine,
  Became familiar to his hourly sight;
  The symbols of the Spirit's reality,
  The living bodies of the Bodiless
  Grew near to him, his daily associates.
  The exhaustless seeings of the unsleeping Mind,
  Letterings of its contact with the invisible,
  Surrounded him with countless pointing signs;
  The voices of a thousand realms of Life
  Missioned to him her mighty messages.
    The heaven-hints that invade our earthly lives,
    The dire imaginations dreamed by Hell,
    Which if enacted and experienced here
    Our dulled capacity soon would cease to feel
  Or our mortal frailty could not long endure,
  Were set in their sublime proportions there.
  There lived out in their self-born atmosphere,
  They resumed their topless pitch and native power;
  Their fortifying stress upon the soul
  Bit deep into the ground of consciousness
  The passion and purity of their extremes,
  The absoluteness of their single cry
  And the sovereign sweetness or violent poetry
  Of their beautiful or terrible delight.
  All thought can know or widest sight perceive
  And all that thought and sight can never know,
  All things occult and rare, remote and strange
  Were near to heart's contact, felt by spirit-sense.
  Asking for entry at his nature's gates
  They crowded the widened spaces of his mind,
  His self-discovery's flaming witnesses,
  Offering their marvel and their multitude.
  These now became new portions of himself,
  The figures of his spirit's greater life,
  The moving scenery of his large time-walk
  Or the embroidered tissue of his sense:
  These took the place of intimate human things
  And moved as close companions of his thoughts,
  Or were his soul's natural environment.
  Tireless the heart's adventure of delight,
  Endless the kingdoms of the Spirit's bliss,
  Unnumbered tones struck from one harmony's strings;
  Each to its wide-winged universal poise,
    Its fathomless feeling of the All in one,
  Brought notes of some perfection yet unseen,
  Its single retreat into Truth's secrecies,
  Its happy sidelight on the Infinite.
  All was found there the Unique has dreamed and made
  Tinging with ceaseless rapture and surprise
  And an opulent beauty of passionate difference
  The recurring beat that moments God in Time.
  Only was missing the sole timeless Word
  That carries eternity in its lonely sound,
  The Idea self-luminous key to all ideas,
  The integer of the Spirit's perfect sum
  That equates the unequal All to the equal One,
  The single sign interpreting every sign,
    The absolute index to the Absolute.
  There walled apart by its own innerness
  In a mystical barrage of dynamic light
    He saw a lone immense high-curved world-pile
  Erect like a mountain-chariot of the Gods
  Motionless under an inscrutable sky.
  As if from Matter's plinth and viewless base
    To a top as viewless, a carved sea of worlds
  Climbing with foam-maned waves to the Supreme
  Ascended towards breadths immeasurable;
  It hoped to soar into the Ineffable's reign:
    A hundred levels raised it to the Unknown.
  So it towered up to heights intangible
  And disappeared in the hushed conscious Vast
    As climbs a storeyed temple-tower to heaven
    Built by the aspiring soul of man to live
    Near to his dream of the Invisible.
    Infinity calls to it as it dreams and climbs;
  Its spire touches the apex of the world;
  Mounting into great voiceless stillnesses
    It marries the earth to screened eternities.
    Amid the many systems of the One
    Made by an interpreting creative joy
    Alone it points us to our journey back
    Out of our long self-loss in Nature's deeps;
    Planted on earth it holds in it all realms:
    It is a brief compendium of the Vast.
    This was the single stair to being's goal.
    A summary of the stages of the spirit,
  Its copy of the cosmic hierarchies
  Refashioned in our secret air of self
  A subtle pattern of the universe.
  It is within, below, without, above.
  Acting upon this visible Nature's scheme
  It wakens our earth-matter's heavy doze
  To think and feel and to react to joy;
    It models in us our diviner parts,
  Lifts mortal mind into a greater air,
  Makes yearn this life of flesh to intangible aims,
    Links the body's death with immortality's call:
  Out of the swoon of the Inconscience
  It labours towards a superconscient Light.
  If earth were all and this were not in her,
  Thought could not be nor life-delight's response:
  Only material forms could then be her guests
  Driven by an inanimate world-force.
  Earth by this golden superfluity
  Bore thinking man and more than man shall bear;
  This higher scheme of being is our cause
    And holds the key to our ascending fate;
  It calls out of our dense mortality
  The conscious spirit nursed in Matter's house.
  The living symbol of these conscious planes,
  Its influences and godheads of the unseen,
  Its unthought logic of Reality's acts
  Arisen from the unspoken truth in things,
  Have fixed our inner life's slow-scaled degrees.
  Its steps are paces of the soul's return
  From the deep adventure of material birth,
  A ladder of delivering ascent
    And rungs that Nature climbs to deity.
  Once in the vigil of a deathless gaze
  These grades had marked her giant downward plunge,
  The wide and prone leap of a godhead's fall.
  Our life is a holocaust of the Supreme.
  The great World-Mother by her sacrifice
  Has made her soul the body of our state;
  Accepting sorrow and unconsciousness
    Divinity's lapse from its own splendours wove
    The many-patterned ground of all we are.
  An idol of self is our mortality.
  Our earth is a fragment and a residue;
  Her power is packed with the stuff of greater worlds
  And steeped in their colour-lustres dimmed by her drowse;
  An atavism of higher births is hers,
  Her sleep is stirred by their buried memories
  Recalling the lost spheres from which they fell.
  Unsatisfied forces in her bosom move;
  They are partners of her greater growing fate
  And her return to immortality;
  They consent to share her doom of birth and death;
    They kindle partial gleams of the All and drive
    Her blind laborious spirit to compose
    A meagre image of the mighty Whole.
  The calm and luminous Intimacy within
  Approves her work and guides the unseeing Power.
  His vast design accepts a puny start.
  An attempt, a drawing half-done is the world's life;
  Its lines doubt their concealed significance,
  Its curves join not their high intended close.
  Yet some first image of greatness trembles there,
  And when the ambiguous crowded parts have met
  The many-toned unity to which they moved,
  The Artist's joy shall laugh at reason's rules;
  The divine intention suddenly shall be seen,
  The end vindicate intuition's sure technique.
    A graph shall be of many meeting worlds,
    A cube and union-crystal of the gods;
  A Mind shall think behind Nature's mindless mask,
  A conscious Vast fill the old dumb brute Space.
  This faint and fluid sketch of soul called man
  Shall stand out on the background of long Time
  A glowing epitome of eternity,
    A little point reveal the infinitudes.
  A Mystery's process is the universe.
  At first was laid a strange anomalous base,
  A void, a cipher of some secret Whole,
  Where zero held infinity in its sum
  And All and Nothing were a single term,
  An eternal negative, a matrix Nought:
  Into its forms the Child is ever born
  Who lives for ever in the vasts of God.
  A slow reversal's movement then took place:
  A gas belched out from some invisible Fire,
  Of its dense rings were formed these million stars;
  Upon earth's new-born soil God's tread was heard.
  Across the thick smoke of earth's ignorance
  A Mind began to see and look at forms
  And groped for knowledge in the nescient Night:
  Caught in a blind stone-grip Force worked its plan
  And made in sleep this huge mechanical world,
  That Matter might grow conscious of its soul
  And like a busy midwife the life-power
  Deliver the zero carrier of the All.
  Because eternal eyes turned on earth's gulfs
  The lucent clarity of a pure regard
  And saw a shadow of the Unknowable
  Mirrored in the Inconscient's boundless sleep,
  Creation's search for self began its stir.
  A spirit dreamed in the crude cosmic whirl,
    Mind flowed unknowing in the sap of life
  And Matter's breasts suckled the divine Idea.
  A miracle of the Absolute was born;
  Infinity put on a finite soul,
  All ocean lived within a wandering drop,
  A time-made body housed the Illimitable.
  To live this Mystery out our souls came here.
  A Seer within who knows the ordered plan
  Concealed behind our momentary steps,
  Inspires our ascent to viewless heights
  As once the abysmal leap to earth and life.
  His call had reached the Traveller in Time.
  Apart in an unfathomed loneliness,
  He travelled in his mute and single strength
  Bearing the burden of the world's desire.
  A formless Stillness called, a nameless Light.
  Above him was the white immobile Ray,
  Around him the eternal Silences.
  No term was fixed to the high-pitched attempt;
  World after world disclosed its guarded powers,
  Heaven after heaven its deep beatitudes,
    But still the invisible Magnet drew his soul.
  A figure sole on Nature's giant stair,
  He mounted towards an indiscernible end
  On the bare summit of created things.
END OF CANTO ONE








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1:Mind flowed unknowing in the sap of life ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri 02.01 - The World-Stair,
2:All, even pain, was the soul’s pleasure here; ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri 02.01 - The World-Stair,
3:But still the invisible Magnet drew his soul ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri 02.01 - The World-Stair,
4:The sole timeless WordThat carries eternity in its lonely sound, ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri 02.01 - The World-Stair,
5:This higher scheme of being is our causeAnd holds the key to our ascending fate; ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri 02.01 - The World-Stair,
6:An opulent beauty of passionate differenceThe recurring beat that moments God in Time. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri 02.01 - The World-Stair,
7:Our earth is a fragment and a residue;Her power is packed with the stuff of greater worlds ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri 02.01 - The World-Stair,
8:Unsatisfied forces in her bosom move;They are partners of her greater growing fateAnd her return to immortality; ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri 02.01 - The World-Stair,
9:Here all experience was a single plan,The thousandfold expression of the One.All came at once into his single view; ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri 02.01 - The World-Stair,
10:All ocean lived within a wandering drop. A time made body housed the illimitable. To live this mystery out our soul comes here. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri 02.01 - The World-Stair,
11:Our life is a holocaust of the Supreme.The great World-Mother by her sacrificeHas made her soul the body of our state; ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri 02.01 - The World-Stair,
12:He saw a lone immense high-curved world-pileErect like a mountain-chariot of the GodsMotionless under an inscrutable sky. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri 02.01 - The World-Stair,
13:Once in the vigil of a deathless gazeThese grades had marked her giant downward plunge,The wide and prone leap of a godhead's fall. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri 02.01 - The World-Stair,
14:An atavism of higher births is hers,Her sleep is stirred by their buried memoriesRecalling the lost spheres from which they fell. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri 02.01 - The World-Stair,
15:An attempt, a drawing half-done is the world’s life;Its lines doubt their concealed significance,Its curves join not their high intended close. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri 02.01 - The World-Stair,
16:Its steps are paces of the soul’s returnFrom the deep adventure of material birth,A ladder of delivering ascentAnd rungs that Nature climbs to deity. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri 02.01 - The World-Stair,
17:From Matter’s plinth and viewless baseTo a top as viewless, a carved sea of worldsClimbing with foam-maned waves to the SupremeAscended towards breadths immeasurable; ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri 02.01 - The World-Stair,
18:As climbs a storeyed temple-tower to heavenBuilt by the aspiring soul of man to liveNear to his dream of the Invisible.Infinity calls to it as it dreams and climbs;Its spire touches the apex of the world; ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri 02.01 - The World-Stair,
19:At first was laid a strange anomalous base,A void, a cipher of some secret Whole,Where zero held infinity in its sumAnd All and Nothing were a single term,An eternal negative, a matrix Nought:Into its forms the Child is ever bornWho live ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri 02.01 - The World-Stair,
20:All was found there the Unique has dreamed and made Tinging with ceaseless rapture and surprise And an opulent beauty of passionate difference The recurring beat that moments God in Time. Only was missing the sole timeless Word That carries eternity in its lonely sound, The Idea self-luminous key to all ideas, The integer of the Spirit's perfect sum That equates the unequal All to the equal One, The single sign interpreting every sign, The absolute index to the Absolute. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri 02.01 - The World-Stair,
21:As if from Matter's plinth and viewless base To a top as viewless, a carved sea of worlds Climbing with foam-maned waves to the Supreme Ascended towards breadths immeasurable; It hoped to soar into the Ineffable's reign: A hundred levels raised it to the Unknown. So it towered up to heights intangible And disappeared in the hushed conscious Vast As climbs a storeyed temple-tower to heaven Built by the aspiring soul of man to live Near to his dream of the Invisible. Infinity calls to it as it dreams and climbs; Its spire touches the apex of the world; Mounting into great voiceless stillnesses It marries the earth to screened eternities. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri 02.01 - The World-Stair,
22:The heaven-hints that invade our earthly lives, The dire imaginations dreamed by Hell, Which if enacted and experienced here Our dulled capacity soon would cease to feel Or our mortal frailty could not long endure, Were set in their sublime proportions there. There lived out in their self-born atmosphere, They resumed their topless pitch and native power; Their fortifying stress upon the soul Bit deep into the ground of consciousness The passion and purity of their extremes, The absoluteness of their single cry And the sovereign sweetness or violent poetry Of their beautiful or terrible delight. All thought can know or widest sight perceive And all that thought and sight can never know, All things occult and rare, remote and strange Were near to heart's contact, felt by spirit-sense. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri 02.01 - The World-Stair,
23:There walled apart by its own innernessIn a mystical barrage of dynamic lightHe saw a lone immense high-curved world-pileErect like a mountain-chariot of the GodsMotionless under an inscrutable sky.As if from Matter's plinth and viewless baseTo a top as viewless, a carved sea of worldsClimbing with foam-maned waves to the SupremeAscended towards breadths immeasurable;It hoped to soar into the Ineffable's reign:A hundred levels raised it to the Unknown.So it towered up to heights intangibleAnd disappeared in the hushed conscious VastAs climbs a storeyed temple-tower to heavenBuilt by the aspiring soul of man to liveNear to his dream of the Invisible.Infinity calls to it as it dreams and climbs;Its spire touches the apex of the world;Mounting into great voiceless stillnessesIt marries the earth to screened eternities.Amid the many systems of the OneMade by an interpreting creative joyAlone it points us to our journey backOut of our long self-loss in Nature's deeps;Planted on earth it holds in it all realms:It is a brief compendium of the Vast.This was the single stair to being's goal.A summary of the stages of the spirit,Its copy of the cosmic hierarchiesRefashioned in our secret air of selfA subtle pattern of the universe.It is within, below, without, above.Acting upon this visible Nature's schemeIt wakens our earth-matter's heavy dozeTo think and feel and to react to joy;It models in us our diviner parts,Lifts mortal mind into a greater air,Makes yearn this life of flesh to intangible aims,Links the body's death with immortality's call:Out of the swoon of the InconscienceIt labours towards a superconscient Light.If earth were all and this were not in her,Thought could not be nor life-delight's response:Only material forms could then be her guestsDriven by an inanimate world-force.Earth by this golden superfluityBore thinking man and more than man shall bear;This higher scheme of being is our causeAnd holds the key to our ascending fate;It calls out of our dense mortalityThe conscious spirit nursed in Matter's house.The living symbol of these conscious planes,Its influences and godheads of the unseen,Its unthought logic of Reality's actsArisen from the unspoken truth in things,Have fixed our inner life's slow-scaled degrees.Its steps are paces of the soul's returnFrom the deep adventure of material birth,A ladder of delivering ascentAnd rungs that Nature climbs to deity.Once in the vigil of a deathless gazeThese grades had marked her giant downward plunge,The wide and prone leap of a godhead's fall.Our life is a holocaust of the Supreme.The great World-Mother by her sacrificeHas made her soul the body of our state;Accepting sorrow and unconsciousnessDivinity's lapse from its own splendours woveThe many-patterned ground of all we are.An idol of self is our mortality.Our earth is a fragment and a residue;Her power is packed with the stuff of greater worldsAnd steeped in their colour-lustres dimmed by her drowse;An atavism of higher births is hers,Her sleep is stirred by their buried memoriesRecalling the lost spheres from which they fell.Unsatisfied forces in her bosom move;They are partners of her greater growing fateAnd her return to immortality;They consent to share her doom of birth and death;They kindle partial gleams of the All and driveHer blind laborious spirit to composeA meagre image of the mighty Whole.The calm and luminous Intimacy within ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri 02.01 - The World-Stair,

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