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Resource name: /E-Library/Works of Sri Aurobindo/English/Other Editions/Savitri 1951 Edition/Book 9 Canto 1 Towards The Black Void.htm
PART THREE
(Books IX-XII)
BOOK NINE
The Book of Eternal Night
CANTO ONE
TOWARDS THE
BLACK VOID
SO
was she left alone in the huge wood,
Surrounded by a dim unthinking
world,
Her
husband's corpse on her forsaken breast.
She
measured not her loss with helpless thoughts,
Nor rent
with tears the marble seals of pain:
She rose not yet to face the
dreadful god.
Over the
body she loved her soul leaned out
In a
great stillness without stir or voice,
As if
her mind had died with Satyavan.
But
still the human heart in her beat on.
Aware
still of his being near to hers,
Closely she clas
Resource name: /E-Library/Works of Sri Aurobindo/English/Other Editions/Savitri 1951 Edition/Book 4 Canto 4 The Quest.htm
CANTO FOUR
THE QUEST
THE world-ways opened before
Savitri.
At first a strangeness of new
brilliant scenes
Peopled her mind and kept her body's gaze.
But as she moved across the changing earth
A deeper consciousness welled up in her:
A citizen of many scenes and
climes,
Each soil and country it has made its home;
It took all clans and peoples for
her own,
Till the whole destiny of mankind was hers.
These unfamiliar spaces on her way
Were known and neighbours to a sense within;
Landscapes recurred like lost
forgotten fields,
Cities and rivers and plains her
vision claimed
Like s
Resource name: /E-Library/Works of Sri Aurobindo/English/Other Editions/Savitri 1951 Edition/Book 7 Canto 6 Nirvana and The Discovery.htm
CANTO SIX
NIRVANA AND
THE DISCOVERY OF THE
ALL-NEGATING
ABSOLUTE
A CALM slow sun looked down from
tranquil heavens.
A routed
sullen rearguard of retreat,
The last
rains had fled murmuring across the woods
Or failed, a sibilant whisper mid
the leaves,
And the
great blue enchantment of the sky
Recovered the deep rapture of its smile.
Its
mellow splendour unstressed by storm-licked heats
Found
room for a luxury of warm mild days,
The
night's gold treasure of autumnal moons
Came
floating shipped through ripples of fairy air.
And
Savitri's life was glad, fulfilled like earth's;
Resource name: /E-Library/Works of Sri Aurobindo/English/Other Editions/Savitri 1951 Edition/Book 7 Canto 1 The Joy of Union.htm
BOOK SEVEN
The Book of Yoga
CANTO ONE
THE JOY OF UNION; THE ORDEAL OF THE
FOREKNOWLEDGE OF DEATH AND
THE HEART'S GRIEF
FATE followed her foreseen
immutable road.
Man's hopes and longings build the
journeying wheels
That bear the body of his destiny
And lead his blind will towards an unknown goal.
His fate within him shapes his acts and rules;
Its face and form already are born
in him,
Its parentage is in his secret soul;
Here Matter seems to mould the
body's life
And the soul follows where its nature drives:
Nature and Fate compel his
free-will's choice.
But greater spirits this ba
Resource name: /E-Library/Works of Sri Aurobindo/English/Other Editions/Savitri 1951 Edition/Book 5 Canto 3 Satyavan and Savitri.htm
CANTO THREE
SATYAVAN AND SAVITRI
OUT of the voiceless mystery of the past
In a present ignorant of forgotten bonds
These spirits met upon the roads of Time.
Yet in the heart their secret conscious selves
At once aware grew of each other warned
By the first call of a delightful voice
And a first vision of the destined face.
As when being cries to being from its depths
Behind the screen of the external sense
And strives to find the heart-disclosing word,
The passionate speech revealing the soul's need,
But the mind's ignorance veils the inner sight,
Only a little breaks through our earth-made bounds,
So now they met i
Resource name: /E-Library/Works of Sri Aurobindo/English/Other Editions/Savitri 1951 Edition/Book 8 Canto 3 Death in The Forest.htm
BOOK EIGHT
The Book of Death
CANTO THREE*
DEATH IN THE FOREST
NOW it was here in
this great golden dawn
By her still sleeping husband lain she gazed
Into
her past as one about to die
Looks
back upon the sunlit fields of life
Where
he too ran and sported with the rest,
Lifting his head above the huge dark stream
Into
whose depths he must for ever plunge.
All
she had been and done she lived again.
The
whole year in a swift and eddying race
Of
memories swept through her and fled away
Into
the irrecoverable past.
Then
silently she rose and, service done,
Bowed
down to the great goddess simply carved