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object:05.02 - Satyavan
book class:Savitri
author class:Sri Aurobindo
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Canto Two

Satyavan
ALL SHE remembered on this day of Fate,
The road that hazarded not the solemn depths
But turned away to flee to human homes,
The wilderness with its mighty monotone,
The morning like a lustrous seer above,
The passion of the summits lost in heaven,
The titan murmur of the endless woods.

As if a wicket gate to joy were there
Ringed in with voiceless hint and magic sign,
Upon the margin of an unknown world
Reclined the curve of a sun-held recess;
Groves with strange flowers like eyes of gazing nymphs
Peered from their secrecy into open space,
Boughs whispering to a constancy of light
Sheltered a dim and screened felicity,
And slowly a supine inconstant breeze
Ran like a fleeting sigh of happiness
Over slumbrous grasses pranked with green and gold.

Hidden in the forest's bosom of loneliness
Amid the leaves the inmate voices called,
Sweet like desires enamoured and unseen,
Cry answering to low insistent cry.

Behind slept emerald dumb remotenesses,
Haunt of a Nature passionate, veiled, denied
To all but her own vision lost and wild.

Earth in this beautiful refuge free from cares
Murmured to the soul a song of strength and peace.

Only one sign was there of a human tread:
A single path, shot thin and arrowlike
Into this bosom of vast and secret life,
Pierced its enormous dream of solitude.

Here first she met on the uncertain earth
The one for whom her heart had come so far.

As might a soul on Nature's background limned
Stand out for a moment in a house of dream
Created by the ardent breath of life,
So he appeared against the forest verge
Inset twixt green relief and golden ray.

As if a weapon of the living Light,
Erect and lofty like a spear of God
His figure led the splendour of the morn.

Noble and clear as the broad peaceful heavens
A tablet of young wisdom was his brow;
Freedom's imperious beauty curved his limbs,
The joy of life was on his open face.

His look was a wide daybreak of the gods,
His head was a youthful Rishi's touched with light,
His body was a lover's and a king's.

In the magnificent dawning of his force
Built like a moving statue of delight
He illumined the border of the forest page.

Out of the ignorant eager toil of the years
Abandoning man's loud drama he had come
Led by the wisdom of an adverse Fate
To meet the ancient Mother in her groves.

In her divine communion he had grown
A foster-child of beauty and solitude,
Heir to the centuries of the lonely wise,
A brother of the sunshine and the sky,
A wanderer communing with depth and marge.

A Veda-knower of the unwritten book
Perusing the mystic scripture of her forms,
He had caught her hierophant significances,
Her sphered immense imaginations learned,
Taught by sublimities of stream and wood
And voices of the sun and star and flame
And chant of the magic singers on the boughs

393
And the dumb teaching of four-footed things.

Helping with confident steps her slow great hands
He leaned to her influence like a flower to rain
And, like the flower and tree a natural growth,
Widened with the touches of her shaping hours.

The mastery free natures have was his
And their assent to joy and spacious calm;
One with the single Spirit inhabiting all,
He laid experience at the Godhead's feet;
His mind was open to her infinite mind,
His acts were rhythmic with her primal force;
He had subdued his mortal thought to hers.

That day he had turned from his accustomed paths;
For One who, knowing every moment's load,
Can move in all our studied or careless steps,
Had laid the spell of destiny on his feet
And drawn him to the forest's flowering verge.

At first her glance that took life's million shapes
Impartially to people its treasure-house
Along with sky and flower and hill and star,
Dwelt rather on the bright harmonious scene.

It saw the green-gold of the slumbrous sward,
The grasses quivering with the slow wind's tread,
The branches haunted by the wild bird's call.

Awake to Nature, vague as yet to life,
The eager prisoner from the Infinite,
The immortal wrestler in its mortal house,
Its pride, power, passion of a striving God,
It saw this image of veiled deity,
This thinking master creature of the earth,
This last result of the beauty of the stars,
But only saw like fair and common forms
The artist spirit needs not for its work
And puts aside in memory's shadowy rooms.

A look, a turn decides our ill-poised fate.

Thus in the hour that most concerned her all,

394
Wandering unwarned by the slow surface mind,
The heedless scout beneath her tenting lids
Admired indifferent beauty and cared not
To wake her body's spirit to its king.

So might she have passed by on chance ignorant roads
Missing the call of Heaven, losing life's aim,
But the god touched in time her conscious soul.

Her vision settled, caught and all was changed.

Her mind at first dwelt in ideal dreams,
Those intimate transmuters of earth's signs
That make known things a hint of unseen spheres,
And saw in him the genius of the spot,
A symbol figure standing mid earth's scenes,
A king of life outlined in delicate air.

Yet this was but a moment's reverie;
For suddenly her heart looked out at him,
The passionate seeing used thought cannot match,
And knew one nearer than its own close strings.

All in a moment was surprised and seized,
All in inconscient ecstasy lain wrapped
Or under imagination's coloured lids
Held up in a large mirror-air of dream,
Broke forth in flame to recreate the world,
And in that flame to new things she was born.

A mystic tumult from her depths arose;
Haled, smitten erect like one who dreamed at ease,
Life ran to gaze from every gate of sense:
Thoughts indistinct and glad in moon-mist heavens,
Feelings as when a universe takes birth,
Swept through the turmoil of her bosom's space
Invaded by a swarm of golden gods:
Arising to a hymn of wonder's priests
Her soul flung wide its doors to this new sun.

An alchemy worked, the transmutation came;
The missioned face had wrought the Master's spell.

In the nameless light of two approaching eyes

395
A swift and fated turning of her days
Appeared and stretched to a gleam of unknown worlds.

Then trembling with the mystic shock her heart
Moved in her breast and cried out like a bird
Who hears his mate upon a neighbouring bough.

Hooves trampling fast, wheels largely stumbling ceased;
The chariot stood like an arrested wind.

And Satyavan looked out from his soul's doors
And felt the enchantment of her liquid voice
Fill his youth's purple ambience and endured
The haunting miracle of a perfect face.

Mastered by the honey of a strange flower-mouth,
Drawn to soul-spaces opening round a brow,
He turned to the vision like a sea to the moon
And suffered a dream of beauty and of change,
Discovered the aureole round a mortal's head,
Adored a new divinity in things.

His self-bound nature foundered as in fire;
His life was taken into another's life.

The splendid lonely idols of his brain
Fell prostrate from their bright sufficiencies,
As at the touch of a new infinite,
To worship a godhead greater than their own.

An unknown imperious force drew him to her.

Marvelling he came across the golden sward:
Gaze met close gaze and clung in sight's embrace.

A visage was there, noble and great and calm,
As if encircled by a halo of thought,
A span, an arch of meditating light,
As though some secret nimbus half was seen;
Her inner vision still remembering knew
A forehead that wore the crown of all her past,
Two eyes her constant and eternal stars,
Comrade and sovereign eyes that claimed her soul,
Lids known through many lives, large frames of love.

He met in her regard his future's gaze,

396
A promise and a presence and a fire,
Saw an embodiment of aeonic dreams,
A mystery of the rapture for which all
Yearns in this world of brief mortality
Made in material shape his very own.

This golden figure given to his grasp
Hid in its breast the key of all his aims,
A spell to bring the Immortal's bliss on earth,
To mate with heaven's truth our mortal thought,
To lift earth-hearts nearer the Eternal's sun.

In these great spirits now incarnate here
Love brought down power out of eternity
To make of life his new undying base.

His passion surged a wave from fathomless deeps;
It leaped to earth from far forgotten heights,
But kept its nature of infinity.

On the dumb bosom of this oblivious globe
Although as unknown beings we seem to meet,
Our lives are not aliens nor as strangers join,
Moved to each other by a causeless force.

The soul can recognise its answering soul
Across dividing Time and, on life's roads
Absorbed wrapped traveller, turning it recovers
Familiar splendours in an unknown face
And touched by the warning finger of swift love
It thrills again to an immortal joy
Wearing a mortal body for delight.

There is a Power within that knows beyond
Our knowings; we are greater than our thoughts,
And sometimes earth unveils that vision here.

To live, to love are signs of infinite things,
Love is a glory from eternity's spheres.

Abased, disfigured, mocked by baser mights
That steal his name and shape and ecstasy,
He is still the godhead by which all can change.

A mystery wakes in our inconscient stuff,

397
A bliss is born that can remake our life.

Love dwells in us like an unopened flower
Awaiting a rapid moment of the soul,
Or he roams in his charmed sleep mid thoughts and things;
The child-god is at play, he seeks himself
In many hearts and minds and living forms:
He lingers for a sign that he can know
And, when it comes, wakes blindly to a voice,
A look, a touch, the meaning of a face.

His instrument the dim corporeal mind,
Of celestial insight now forgetful grown,
He seizes on some sign of outward charm
To guide him mid the throng of Nature's hints,
Reads heavenly truths into earth's semblances,
Desires the image for the godhead's sake,
Divines the immortalities of form
And takes the body for the sculptured soul.

Love's adoration like a mystic seer
Through vision looks at the invisible,
In earth's alphabet finds a godlike sense;
But the mind only thinks, "Behold the one
For whom my life has waited long unfilled,
Behold the sudden sovereign of my days."
Heart feels for heart, limb cries for answering limb;
All strives to enforce the unity all is.

Too far from the Divine, Love seeks his truth
And Life is blind and the instruments deceive
And Powers are there that labour to debase.

Still can the vision come, the joy arrive.

Rare is the cup fit for love's nectar wine,
As rare the vessel that can hold God's birth;
A soul made ready through a thousand years
Is the living mould of a supreme Descent.

These knew each other though in forms thus strange.

Although to sight unknown, though life and mind
Had altered to hold a new significance,

398
399

These bodies summed the drift of numberless births,
And the spirit to the spirit was the same.

Amazed by a joy for which they had waited long,
The lovers met upon their different paths,
Travellers across the limitless plains of Time
Together drawn from fate-led journeyings
In the self-closed solitude of their human past,
To a swift rapturous dream of future joy
And the unexpected present of these eyes.

By the revealing greatness of a look,
Form-smitten the spirit's memory woke in sense.

The mist was torn that lay between two lives;
Her heart unveiled and his to find her turned;
Attracted as in heaven star by star,
They wondered at each other and rejoiced
And wove affinity in a silent gaze.

A moment passed that was eternity's ray,
An hour began, the matrix of new Time.

END OF CANTO TWO



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   25 Sri Aurobindo
   1 The Mother

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   25 Sri Aurobindo

1:Life ran to gaze from every gate of sense: ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
2:A look, a turn decides our ill-poised fate. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
3:He laid experience at the Godhead's feet;
   ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
4:The child of the Void shall be reborn in God, ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan and Savitri,
5:But thou hast come and all will surely change:
   ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan and Savitri,
6:Mountains and trees stood there like thoughts from God.
   ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan and Savitri,
7:The body of God,
The link of the finite with the Infinite, ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan and Savitri,
8:Love dwells in us like an unopened flower
Awaiting a rapid moment of the soul, ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
9:A soul made ready through a thousand years
Is the living mould of a supreme Descent. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
10:Rare is the cup fit for love's nectar wine,
As rare the vessel that can hold God's birth; ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
11:There is a Power within that knows beyond
Our knowings; we are greater than our thoughts, ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
12:The moon gliding amazed through heaven
In the uncertain wideness of the night. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan and Savitri,
13:I have beheld the princes of the Sun
Burning in thousand-pillared homes of light. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan and Savitri,
14:Form cannot unveil the indwelling Power;
Only it throws its symbols at our hearts. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan and Savitri,
15:Heart feels for heart, limb cries for answering limb;
All strives to enforce the unity all is. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
16:The stars marched on their long sentinel routes
Pointing their spears through the infinitudes: ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan and Savitri,
17:Ideal dreams,
Those intimate transmuters of earth's signs
That make known things a hint of unseen spheres ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
18:A single path, shot thin and arrowlike
Into this bosom of vast and secret life,
Pierced its enormous dream of solitude. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
19:A Veda-knower of the unwritten book
Perusing the mystic scripture of her forms,
He had caught her hierophant significances, ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
20:Although as unknown beings we seem to meet,
Our lives are not aliens nor as strangers join,
Moved to each other by a causeless force. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
21:But still there lacked the last transcendent power
And Matter still slept empty of its Lord.
The Spirit was saved, the body lost and mute
Lived still with Death and ancient Ignorance ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan and Savitri,
22:Its glimmerings lighted with the abstract word
A half-visible ground and travelling yard by yard
It mapped a system of the Self and God.
I could not live the truth it spoke and thought. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan and Savitri,
23:To live, to love are signs of infinite things,
Love is a glory from eternity's spheres.
Abased, disfigured, mocked by baser mights
That steal his name and shape and ecstasy,
He is still the godhead by which all can change. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
24:
   Then what will the "Mother of Sorrows" do? What else can she do?


She will be the "Mother of Delight".

   Savitri represents the Mother's Consciousness, doesn't she?


Yes.

   What does Satyavan represent?


Well, he is the Avatar. He is the incarnation of the Supreme.
   ~ The Mother, Questions And Answers 1954,
25:To live, to love are signs of infinite things,
   Love is a glory from eternity's spheres.
   Abased, disfigured, mocked by baser mights
   That steal his name and shape and ecstasy,
   He is still the Godhead by which all can change.
   A mystery wakes in our inconscient stuff,
   A bliss is born that can remake our life.
   Love dwells in us like an unopened flower
   Awaiting a rapid moment of the soul,
   Or he roams in his charmed sleep mid thoughts and things;
   The child-god is at play, he seeks himself
   ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
26:Her mortal members fell back from her soul.
A moment of a secret body's sleep,
Her trance knew not of sun or earth or world;
Thought, time and death were absent from her grasp:
She knew not self, forgotten was Savitri.
All was the violent ocean of a will
Where lived captive to an immense caress,
Possessed in a supreme identity,
Her aim, joy, origin, Satyavan alone.
Her sovereign prisoned in her being's core,
He beat there like a rhythmic heart, - herself
But different still, one loved, enveloped, clasped,
A treasure saved from the collapse of space. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri,

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1:Life ran to gaze from every gate of sense: ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
2:A look, a turn decides our ill-poised fate. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
3:He laid experience at the Godhead's feet;
   ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
4:The child of the Void shall be reborn in God, ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan and Savitri,
5:But thou hast come and all will surely change:
   ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan and Savitri,
6:Mountains and trees stood there like thoughts from God.
   ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan and Savitri,
7:The body of God,
The link of the finite with the Infinite, ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan and Savitri,
8:Love dwells in us like an unopened flower
Awaiting a rapid moment of the soul, ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
9:A soul made ready through a thousand years
Is the living mould of a supreme Descent. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
10:Rare is the cup fit for love’s nectar wine,
As rare the vessel that can hold God’s birth; ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
11:There is a Power within that knows beyond
Our knowings; we are greater than our thoughts, ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
12:The moon gliding amazed through heaven
In the uncertain wideness of the night. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan and Savitri,
13:I have beheld the princes of the Sun
Burning in thousand-pillared homes of light. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan and Savitri,
14:Form cannot unveil the indwelling Power;
Only it throws its symbols at our hearts. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan and Savitri,
15:Heart feels for heart, limb cries for answering limb;
All strives to enforce the unity all is. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
16:The stars marched on their long sentinel routes
Pointing their spears through the infinitudes: ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan and Savitri,
17:Ideal dreams,
Those intimate transmuters of earth’s signs
That make known things a hint of unseen spheres ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
18:A single path, shot thin and arrowlike
Into this bosom of vast and secret life,
Pierced its enormous dream of solitude. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
19:A Veda-knower of the unwritten book
Perusing the mystic scripture of her forms,
He had caught her hierophant significances, ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
20:Although as unknown beings we seem to meet,
Our lives are not aliens nor as strangers join,
Moved to each other by a causeless force. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
21:But still there lacked the last transcendent power
And Matter still slept empty of its Lord.
The Spirit was saved, the body lost and mute
Lived still with Death and ancient Ignorance ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan and Savitri,
22:Its glimmerings lighted with the abstract word
A half-visible ground and travelling yard by yard
It mapped a system of the Self and God.
I could not live the truth it spoke and thought. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan and Savitri,
23:To live, to love are signs of infinite things,
Love is a glory from eternity’s spheres.
Abased, disfigured, mocked by baser mights
That steal his name and shape and ecstasy,
He is still the godhead by which all can change. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
24:
   Then what will the "Mother of Sorrows" do? What else can she do?


She will be the "Mother of Delight".

   Savitri represents the Mother's Consciousness, doesn't she?


Yes.

   What does Satyavan represent?


Well, he is the Avatar. He is the incarnation of the Supreme.
   ~ The Mother, Questions And Answers 1954,
25:To live, to love are signs of infinite things,
   Love is a glory from eternity's spheres.
   Abased, disfigured, mocked by baser mights
   That steal his name and shape and ecstasy,
   He is still the Godhead by which all can change.
   A mystery wakes in our inconscient stuff,
   A bliss is born that can remake our life.
   Love dwells in us like an unopened flower
   Awaiting a rapid moment of the soul,
   Or he roams in his charmed sleep mid thoughts and things;
   The child-god is at play, he seeks himself
   ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan,
26:Her mortal members fell back from her soul.
A moment of a secret body's sleep,
Her trance knew not of sun or earth or world;
Thought, time and death were absent from her grasp:
She knew not self, forgotten was Savitri.
All was the violent ocean of a will
Where lived captive to an immense caress,
Possessed in a supreme identity,
Her aim, joy, origin, Satyavan alone.
Her sovereign prisoned in her being's core,
He beat there like a rhythmic heart, - herself
But different still, one loved, enveloped, clasped,
A treasure saved from the collapse of space. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri,

IN CHAPTERS [38/38]



   19 Integral Yoga


   21 Sri Aurobindo
   10 The Mother
   9 Satprem
   7 Nolini Kanta Gupta


   18 Savitri
   4 Collected Works of Nolini Kanta Gupta - Vol 05
   2 Letters On Poetry And Art
   2 Agenda Vol 10
   2 Agenda Vol 06
   2 Agenda Vol 02
   2 Agenda Vol 01


01.01 - The Symbol Dawn, #Savitri, #Sri Aurobindo, #Integral Yoga
  This was the day when Satyavan must die.
  \t:End of Book I - Canto I

05.02 - Satyavan, #Savitri, #Sri Aurobindo, #Integral Yoga
  object:05.02 - Satyavan
  author class:Sri Aurobindo
  --
  Satyavan
  ALL SHE remembered on this day of Fate,
  --
  And Satyavan looked out from his soul's doors
  And felt the enchantment of her liquid voice

05.03 - Satyavan and Savitri, #Savitri, #Sri Aurobindo, #Integral Yoga
  object:05.03 - Satyavan and Savitri
  author class:Sri Aurobindo
  --
  Satyavan and Savitri
  OUT OF the voiceless mystery of the past
  --
  Thus Satyavan spoke first to Savitri:
  "O thou who com'st to me out of Time's silences,
  --
  And Satyavan replied to Savitri:
  "In days when yet his sight looked clear on life,
  --
  Son of that king, I, Satyavan, have lived
  Contented, for not yet of thee aware,
  --
  "Speak more to me, speak more, O Satyavan,
  Speak of thyself and all thou art within;
  --
  And Satyavan like a replying harp
  To the insistent calling of a flute
  --
  "O Satyavan, I have heard thee and I know;
  I know that thou and only thou art he."
  --
  The thatch that covered the life of Satyavan.
  Adorned with creepers and red climbing flowers
  --
  Her happy voice cried out to Satyavan:
  "My heart will stay here on this forest verge
  --
  Pace towards a tranquil clearing Satyavan.
  A nave of trees enshrined the hermit thatch,

06.01 - The Word of Fate, #Savitri, #Sri Aurobindo, #Integral Yoga
  The son of Dyumatsena, Satyavan,
  I have met on the wild forest's lonely verge.
  --
  Happy is Satyavan mid earthly men
  Whom Savitri has chosen for her mate,
  --
  Delightful is the soul of Satyavan,
  A ray out of the rapturous Infinite,
  --
  This day returning Satyavan must die."
  A lightning bright and nude the sentence fell.
  --
  My heart has sealed its troth to Satyavan:
  Its signature adverse Fate cannot efface,
  --
  Or eyes and lips that are not Satyavan's?
  I have no need to draw back from his arms
  --
  Only now for my soul in Satyavan
  I treasure the rich occasion of my birth:
  --
  I have seen God smile at me in Satyavan;
  I have seen the Eternal in a human face."

06.02 - The Way of Fate and the Problem of Pain, #Savitri, #Sri Aurobindo, #Integral Yoga
  It is decreed and Satyavan must die;
  The hour is fixed, chosen the fatal stroke.
  --
  In vain thou mournst that Satyavan must die;
  His death is a beginning of greater life,

07.01 - The Joy of Union; the Ordeal of the Foreknowledge, #Savitri, #Sri Aurobindo, #Integral Yoga
  Where first she met the face of Satyavan
  And he saw like one waking into a dream
  --
  She abode with Satyavan in the wild woods:
  Priceless she deemed her joy so close to death;
  --
  She longed to cry, "O tender Satyavan,
  O lover of my soul, give more, give more
  --
  But Satyavan sometimes half understood,
  Or felt at least with the uncertain answer

07.02 - The Parable of the Search for the Soul, #Savitri, #Sri Aurobindo, #Integral Yoga
  What need have I, what need has Satyavan
  To avoid the black-meshed net, the dismal door,

07.06 - Nirvana and the Discovery of the All-Negating Absolute, #Savitri, #Sri Aurobindo, #Integral Yoga
  Above the cherished head of Satyavan
  She saw not now Fate's dark and lethal orb;

07.07 - The Discovery of the Cosmic Spirit and the Cosmic Consciousness, #Savitri, #Sri Aurobindo, #Integral Yoga
  And when she sat alone with Satyavan,
  Her moveless mind with his that searched and strove,
  --
  But now she sat by sleeping Satyavan,
  Awake within, and the enormous Night

08.03 - Death in the Forest, #Savitri, #Sri Aurobindo, #Integral Yoga
  By Satyavan upon a forest stone.
  What prayer she breathed her soul and Durga knew.
  --
  "One year that I have lived with Satyavan
  Here on the emerald edge of the vast woods
  --
  To go with Satyavan holding his hand
  Into the life that he has loved and touch
  --
  Beside her Satyavan walked full of joy
  Because she moved with him through his green haunts:
  --
  But Satyavan had paused. He meant to finish
  His labour here that happy, linked, uncaring
  --
  But Satyavan wielded a joyous axe.
  He sang high snatches of a sage's chant
  --
  And Satyavan had passed from her embrace.
  END OF BOOK EIGHT

09.01 - Towards the Black Void, #Savitri, #Sri Aurobindo, #Integral Yoga
  As if her mind had died with Satyavan.
  But still the human heart in her beat on.
  --
  Another luminous Satyavan arose,
  Starting upright from the recumbent earth
  --
  Her violent spirit soared at Satyavan.
  Out mid the plunge of heaven-surrounded rocks
  --
  Her aim, joy, origin, Satyavan alone.
  Her sovereign prisoned in her being's core,
  --
  Turning arrested luminous Satyavan
  Looked back with his wonderful eyes at Savitri.

09.02 - The Journey in Eternal Night and the Voice of the Darkness, #Savitri, #Sri Aurobindo, #Integral Yoga
  Her eyes had lost their luminous Satyavan.
  Yet not for this her spirit failed, but held
  --
  And out of the dumb darkness Satyavan,
  Her husband, grew into a luminous shade.
  --
  To live for a little without Satyavan.
  What shall the ancient goddess give to thee
  --
  Hope not to win back to thee Satyavan.
  587
  --
  First I demand whatever Satyavan,
  My husband, waking in the forest's charm
  --
  Into earth's flowering spaces Satyavan
  In the sweet transiency of human limbs
  --
  The One lives for ever. There no Satyavan
  Changing was born and there no Savitri

10.01 - The Dream Twilight of the Ideal, #Savitri, #Sri Aurobindo, #Integral Yoga
  Dressed in its rays of wonder Satyavan
  Before her seemed the centre of its charm,

10.02 - The Gospel of Death and Vanity of the Ideal, #Savitri, #Sri Aurobindo, #Integral Yoga
  If Satyavan had lived, love would have died;
  But Satyavan is dead and love shall live
  A little while in thy sad breast, until
  --
  Death saves thee from this and saves Satyavan:
  He now is safe, delivered from himself;
  --
  He named himself for me, grew Satyavan.
  For we were man and woman from the first,
  --
  Let him first wear the face of Satyavan
  And let his soul be one with him I love;

10.03 - The Debate of Love and Death, #Savitri, #Sri Aurobindo, #Integral Yoga
  I have claimed from thee the living Satyavan,
  But for his work and mine, our sacred charge.
  --
  And Satyavan can never again be thine."
  But Savitri replied to the vague Power:
  --
  Nothing I claim but Satyavan alone."
  There was a hush as if of doubtful fates.
  --
  Whatever once the living Satyavan
  Desired in his heart for Savitri.
  --
  "Give me back Satyavan, my only lord.
  Thy thoughts are vacant to my soul that feels
  --
  Then Satyavan shall glide into the past,
  A gentle memory pushed away from thee
  --
  Death walked in front of her and Satyavan,
  In the dark front of Death, a failing star.

10.04 - The Dream Twilight of the Earthly Real, #Savitri, #Sri Aurobindo, #Integral Yoga
  Forgetting love, forgetting Satyavan,
  Annul thyself in his immobile peace.
  --
  Then will I give thee back thy Satyavan.
  But here are only facts and steel-bound Law.
  This truth I know that Satyavan is dead
  And even thy sweetness cannot lure him back.
  --
  Then will I give back to thee Satyavan.
  Or if the Mighty Mother is with thee,
  --
  Release the soul of the world called Satyavan
  Freed from thy clutch of pain and ignorance
  --
  And Satyavan and Savitri were alone.
  But neither stirred: between those figures rose

10.24 - Savitri, #Collected Works of Nolini Kanta Gupta - Vol 04, #Nolini Kanta Gupta, #Integral Yoga
   Yes, she is ready to do it, but not for herself, but for her Love, the being who was the life of her life. Savitri is the Divine Consciousness but here in the mortal body' she is clothed in the human consciousness; it is the human consciousness that she is to lead upward and beyond and it is in and through the human consciousness that the Divine Realisation has to be express and established. The human Savitri declares: If Death is conquered, it is for the sake of Satya van living eternally with her. She seems to say: What I wish to see is the living Satyavan and I united with him for ever. I do not need an earthly life without him; with him I prefer to be in another world if necessary away from the obscurity and turmoil of this earth here.
   My strength is taken from me and given to Death,
  --
   Here begins then the second stage of her mission,her work and achievement, the conquest of Death. Only the Divine human being can conquer Death. Savitri follows Death step by step revealing gradually the mystery of death, his personality and his true mission, although the dark God thinks that it is he who is taking away Satyavan and Savitri along with him, to his own home, his black annihilation. For Death is that in its first appearance, it is utter destruction, nothing-ness, non-existence. So the mighty Godhead declares in an imperious tone to the mortal woman Savitri:
   This is my silent dark immensity,
  --
   Then will I give back to thee Satyavan.||146.82||
   Or if the Mighty Mother is with thee,
  --
   In that domain of pure transcendent light stood face to face the human Savitri and the transformed Satyavan.
   III
  --
   So it is that Savitri comes down upon earth and standing upon its welcoming soil speaks to Satyavan as though consoling him for having abandoned their own abode in heaven to dwell among mortal men:
   Heaven's touch fulfils but cancels not our earth. .||157.39||
  --
   Voicing Satyavan's thought and feeling, all humanity, the whole world in joy and gratefulness, utters this mantra of thanksgiving:
   If this is she of whom the world has heard,

11.01 - The Eternal Day The Souls Choice and the Supreme Consummation, #Savitri, #Sri Aurobindo, #Integral Yoga
  Thy blade's exultant smile name Satyavan.
  Fashion to beauty, point us through the world.
  --
  Lose thyself into infinite Satyavan.
  O miracle, where thou beganst, there cease!"
  --
  O Satyavan, O luminous Savitri,
  I sent you forth of old beneath the stars,
  --
  The soul of Satyavan drawn down by her
  Inextricably in that mighty lapse.

12.01 - The Return to Earth, #Savitri, #Sri Aurobindo, #Integral Yoga
  She pressed the living body of Satyavan:
  On her body's wordless joy to be and breathe
  --
  We are together, we live, O Satyavan.
  Look round thee and behold, glad and unchanged
  --
  I am and thou to me, O Satyavan.
  Our wedded walk through life begins anew,
  --
  We have each other found, O Satyavan,
  In the great light of the discovered soul.
  --
  Cried Dyumatsena chiding Satyavan:
  "The fortunate gods have looked on me today,
  --
  But Satyavan replied with smiling lips,
  "Lay all on her; she is the cause of all.
  --
  Stands silently by human Satyavan
  To mark a brilliance in the dusk of eve?
  --
  With linked hands Satyavan and Savitri,
  Hearing a marriage march and nuptial hymn,

13.05 - A Dream Of Surreal Science, #Collected Works of Nolini Kanta Gupta - Vol 05, #Nolini Kanta Gupta, #Integral Yoga
   A Note on Supermind The Passing of Satyavan
   Other Authors Nolini Kanta Gupta Light of LightsA Note on SupermindA Dream Of Surreal Science
  --
   A Note on Supermind The Passing of Satyavan

13.06 - The Passing of Satyavan, #Collected Works of Nolini Kanta Gupta - Vol 05, #Nolini Kanta Gupta, #Integral Yoga
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   Other Authors Nolini Kanta Gupta Light of Lights The Human Divine The Passing of Satyavan
   The Passing of Satyavan
   I
   This was the day when Satyavan must die.
   The day is come, the fateful day, the last day of the twelve happy months that they have passed together. She knew it, it was foretold, it was foreseen. And she was preparing herself for it all the while, harbouring a pain deep-seated within the heart, revealed to none, not even to her mother, not even to Satyavan. Satyavan was innocent like a child, oblivious of the fate that was coming upon him. The two went out of the hermitage into the forest; for she wished to move about in the company of Satyavan in the midst of the happy greeneries where Satyavan had passed his boyhood, his youth. She was watching Satyavan at every step, she did not want to be caught unawares:
   Love in her bosom hurt with jagged edges
  --
   Satyavan in playfulness was cutting the branch of a tree with a joyous axe and on his lips:
   . . . high snatches of a sage's chant
  --
   Death is come claiming his prey, Satyavan must go and leave Savitri.
   ***

13.07 - The Inter-Zone, #Collected Works of Nolini Kanta Gupta - Vol 05, #Nolini Kanta Gupta, #Integral Yoga
   The Passing of Satyavan The Return
   Other Authors Nolini Kanta Gupta Light of Lights The Human Divine The Inter-Zone
  --
   Death is carrying away Satyavan, the luminous soul of Satyavan. The Great Shadow is leading the way, Satyavan following and Savitri clinging to his steps. Death saw Savitri pursuing, he turned and tried to dissuade her from the pursuit. Savitri refused to turn back. Death warned her, it was already a wrong and anomalous act that she has done to have crossed over to his sphere in her earthly personal being. It is time now to go back. Savitri answered that she would go back only with Satyavan in his earthly body. Death became impatient and answered: "You ask for the impossible. You want to go back to earth for earthly happiness. You can have that in plenty without Satyavan. Satyavan has passed beyond and there is no return for him." But Savitri was firm in her resolution:
   "I claim back Satyavan as he was, my happiness is with him alone."
   As they proceeded, they mounted higher and higher regions of being. And a change was coming on visibly on Savitri. Death was explaining to her that happiness on earth or in earthly life is not the supremely desirable thing. The supreme desirable thing is to discard the maya of earthly life, that vale of tears and rise into the very source, the origin of creation, the infinite peace and silence. As Death was receding towards that ultimate Nothingness, the Divinity that Savitri was, the mighty Godhead that took a human shape, manifested itself more and more shedding all around her a great effulgence, a mighty power. She had entered into Death's own lair and identified herself with Death's self which is the Divine Himself. In that great burning Light Death was consumed and dissolved.
  --
   And Satyavan and Savitri were alone.||147.38||
   They stand face to face with the supreme Divine alone.
  --
   So they come down, Satyavan and Savitri, from the Supreme heavens, rushing down as heaven's blessing as it were, through ethereal atmospheres, gradually re-assuming the texture of earthly form till they found their material body again upon this concrete earth.
   A power leaned down, a happiness found its home.||156.18||
  --
   The Passing of Satyavan The Return

13.08 - The Return, #Collected Works of Nolini Kanta Gupta - Vol 05, #Nolini Kanta Gupta, #Integral Yoga
   Satyavan lay on the green sward, over him and around green branches spread their peaceful felicity. His head reposed upon the lap of Savitri exactly as he lay at the last fateful hour confronting the mighty shadow as if there were no gap or hiatus in between, the great intervening experience was just a momentary vision and not the ageless Calvary that it seemed to be in the other sphere. But now
   The waking gladness of her members felt
  --
   Satyavan's being was there:
   Pure, passionate with the passion of the gods.||157.18||
  --
   Satyavan now turned to Savitri, vague recollections rose in him and he cried out in wonder:
   "Whence hast thou brought me captive back, love-chained,

1953-12-09, #Questions And Answers 1953, #The Mother, #Integral Yoga
   What does Satyavan represent?
   Well, he is the Avatar. He is the incarnation of the Supreme.

1960-10-30, #Agenda Vol 01, #unset, #Hinduism
   According to tradition, Anubis, the jackal-headed god, helped Isis to rebuild the body of her spouse, Osiris, who had been killed and dismembered by his brother Set. Osiris was the first god to rule over men. Owing to certain special rites, Isis, helped by Anubis, succeeded in bringing him back to life. So we are not very far from the legend of Savitri and Satyavan.
   L'Orpailleur, which had just been published. The man's description, as a matter of fact, bears a striking resemblance to the publisher.

1960-11-12, #Agenda Vol 01, #unset, #Hinduism
   But its explained very well in Savitri! All these things have their laws and their conventions (and truly speaking, a really FORMIDABLE power is needed to change anything of their rights, for they have rightswhat they call laws) Sri Aurobindo explains this very well when Savitri, following Satyavan into death, argues with the god of Death.3 Its the Law, and who has the right to change the Law? he says. And then comes this wonderful passage at the end where she replies, My God can change it. And my God is a God of Love. Oh, how magnificent!
   And by force of repeating this to him, he yields She replies in this way to EVERYTHING.

1961-01-22, #Agenda Vol 02, #The Mother, #Integral Yoga
   But all of that is wonderfully, accurately expressed and EXPLAINED in Savitri. Only you must know how to read it! The entire last part, from the moment she goes to seek Satyavan in the realm of Death (which affords an occasion to explain this), the whole description of what happens there, right up to the end, where every possible offer is made to tempt her, everything she must refuse to continue her terrestrial labor it is my experience EXACTLY.
   Savitri is really a condensation, a concentration of the universal Mother the eternal universal Mother, Mother of all universes from all eternityin an earthly personality for the Earths salvation. And Satyavan is the soul of the Earth, the Earths jiva. So when the Lord says, he whom you love and whom you have chosen, it means the earth. All the details are there! When she comes back down, when Death has yielded at last, when all has been settled and the Supreme tells her, Go, go with him, the one you have chosen, how does Sri Aurobindo describe it? He says that she very carefully takes the SOUL of Satyavan into her arms, like a little child, to pass through all the realms and come back down to earth. Everything is there! He hasnt forgotten a single detail to make it easy to understand for someone who knows how to understand. And it is when Savitri reaches the earth that Satyavan regains his full human stature.
   These seem to be the forces ruling the subconscious mechanisms or reactions of the body: all the automatism produced by evolution and atavismwhat might be termed evolutionary habits. This is the 'descending path,' which started forty years earlier, as Mother said (or the 'physical plunge' referred to by Sri Aurobindo), leading to the pure cellular consciousness.

1961-07-28, #Agenda Vol 02, #The Mother, #Integral Yoga
   Lets take Savitri, which is very explicit on this: the universal Mother is universally present and at work in the universe, but the earth is where concrete form is given to all the work to be done to bring evolution to its perfection, its goal. Well, at first theres a sort of emanation representative of the universal Mother, which is always on earth to help it prepare itself; then, when the preparation is complete, the universal Mother herself will descend upon earth to finish her work. And this She does with SatyavanSatyavan is the soul of the earth. She lives in close union with the soul of the earth and together they do the work; She has chosen the soul of the earth for her work, saying, HERE is where I will do my work. Elsewhere (Mother indicates regions of higher Consciousness), its enough just to BE and things Simply ARE. Here on earth you have to work.
   There are clearly universal repercussions and effects, of course, but the thing is WORKED OUT here, the place of work is HERE. So instead of living beatifically in Her universal state and beyond, in the extra-universal eternity outside of time, She says, No, I am going to do my work HERE, I choose to work HERE. The Supreme then tells her, What you have expressed is My Will.. I want to work HERE, and when all is ready, when the earth is ready, when humanity is ready (even if no one is aware of it), when the Great Moment comes, well I will descend to finish my work.

1965-06-12, #Agenda Vol 06, #The Mother, #Integral Yoga
   And Satyavan can never again be thine.
   X.III.636

1965-06-14, #Agenda Vol 06, #The Mother, #Integral Yoga
   And Satyavan can never again be shine.
   He made him a bit stupid, because even if Satyavan doesnt come back in this body, what prevents him from taking another!
   Hes bragging!

1969-07-26, #Agenda Vol 10, #The Mother, #Integral Yoga
   This same afternoon, Satprem, struck by a sudden thought, wrote the following note to Mother: "Following this morning's conversation, I have suddenly thought, 'But Savitri goes into death in search of Satyavan... so Mother is going to bring back Sri Aurobindo?'" Mother seems to have replied to the person who brought her the note, "Something of the sort."
   ***

1969-07-30, #Agenda Vol 10, #The Mother, #Integral Yoga
   (Then Mother returns to the previous conversation about materializations, and Satprems note in which he asked, But Savitri goes into death in search of Satyavan so Mother is going to bring back Sri Aurobindo?)
   Ive received your note. But you know that Sri Aurobindo said he wanted to come back on the earth only in a superhuman body a supramental body.6

1970-06-06, #Agenda Vol 11, #The Mother, #Integral Yoga
   Forgetting Love, forgetting Satyavan,
   Annul thyself in his immobile peace.

21.03 - The Double Ladder, #Collected Works of Nolini Kanta Gupta - Vol 06, #Nolini Kanta Gupta, #Integral Yoga
   Also the lines Satyavan addresses to Savitri:
   What high change is in thee, O Savitri? Bright

2.1.7.07 - On the Verse and Structure of the Poem, #Letters On Poetry And Art, #Sri Aurobindo, #Integral Yoga
  This First Book is divided into sections and the larger sections into subsections; you might wait till one section is with you before you type. E.g. the first section is the last Dawn, i.e. the dawn of the day of Satyavans death (but it must be remembered that everything is symbolic or significant in the poem, so this dawn also,) the next is the Issue both of these are short. Then comes a huge section of the Yoga of the Lord of the Horse (Aswapati, father of Savitri) relating how came about the birth of Savitri and its significancefinally the birth and childhood of Savitri.
  25 October 1936

2.1.7.08 - Comments on Specific Lines and Passages of the Poem, #Letters On Poetry And Art, #Sri Aurobindo, #Integral Yoga
  I still consider the line a very good one and it did perfectly express what I wanted to sayas for baldness, an occasionally bare and straightforward line without any trailing of luminous robes is not an improper element. E.g. This was the day when Satyavan must die, which I would not remove from its position even if you were to give me the crown and income of the Kavi Samrat for doing it. If I have changed here, it is because the alterations all around it made the line no longer in harmony with its immediate environment.
  21 May 1937

36.07 - An Introduction To The Vedas, #Collected Works of Nolini Kanta Gupta - Vol 08, #unset, #Hinduism
   Now the legend of Savitri-Satyavan arrests our attention. The very names Savitri and Satyavan are immediately inspiring truths. In the Vedas the Truth-Sun is synonymous with Savitr. As Purusha he is Satyavan, and Savitri is his Shakti. Every aspirant is aware of the fact that it is the Truth's own faith and power that can free the Truth from the grip of Matter, Ignorance and Death. However, one may not believe that whatsoever the Puranas say must be based on some truth or other. Nevertheless, we do not hesitate to assert that at the core of the teaching of the Puranas there lies a truth-secret - a Vedic or Upanishadic realisation. The Puranas too have an esoteric meaning based on the truth of the Vedic and Upanishadic realizations which have been colourfully related in the form of stories and legends for the easy comprehension of the masses.
   To be sure, the Puranas cannot be accepted as commentaries on the Vedas. No, not even the Upanishads can dare claim to be so. The Vedas alone are the proper commentaries on the Vedas. And to understand the Vedas no other book can be our guide save the Vedas. No doubt, the Upanishads stand quite close to them, and they abundantly possess the Vedic ideas. But at the same time we must know that the dissimilarities too are not negligible. The concept of Matter in the Vedas and the concept of Spirit in the Upanishads - even if we fail to find a connecting link between the two, still we can be sure that the Vedas and the Upanishads are the two principles of one spirituality. To repeat it once again, we should first endeavour to understand the easy and clear portions of the Vedas and then try to discover their more abstruse and obscure truths. And we have sought to explain to our readers that the interpretation attempted here, the spiritual interpretation, means an interpretation of the basic principle of the Veda.12

Talks With Sri Aurobindo 1, #unset, #Vyasa, #Hinduism
  SRI AUROBINDO: Well, Satyavan, whom Savitri marries, is the symbol of the
  soul descended into the Kingdom of Death. Savitri, who is, as you know, the
  Goddess of Divine Light Knowledge, comes down to redeem Satyavan from
  Death's grasp. Aswapati, the father of Savitri, is the Lord of Energy. Dyumatsena is "the one who has the shining hosts". It is all inner movement,
  --
  the day when Satyavan has to die. The birth of Savitri is a boon of the
  Supreme Goddess given to Aswapati. Aswapati is the Yogi who seeks the

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