Below are the lines from Savitri that Tehmi wrote on the back of the painting. He must enter the eternity of Night And know God’s darkness as he knows his Sun. For this he must go down into the pit, For this he must invade the dolorous Vasts. *                  *                  * His love has paved the mortal’s road to heaven: He has given his life and light to balance here The dark account of mortal ignorance. Savitri

Seeking   I looked for you beyond the ways,  Beyond the seas and skies; And when I'd gone the round of all,  I found you in my eyes.   And in my heart's deep inmost cave Your Love's sweet presence stood, A flame of golden ecstasy, And white beatitude.   I went the round of all the world, And tried each luring faith, And never dreamt I'd find you furled Within this body's swathe.   O hidden Sun within my night, Moon-nectar in my breast, Star-eye within my inward sight, Who make yet all my quest   Turn outward through the seas and skies, Till everywhere I see The Love that dwells within my eyes Feed al

Dead Sleep   Dead sleep. — And are You watching over my sleep? How grey and stony pass the days, the nights More grey and blacker still; not one flame lights The ashen senses, the mute mouth, the deep- Sunk heart; no blood-streams pulse, no fresh breaths sweep; And mind, struck numb, has folded all its flights. Are these the days of Death? The ancient rites That sealed the sarcophagus on our leap To immortality? No other way But this? Eternal yearnings rock-immured Within inconscient worlds slow tunnel through To hells of senseless drouth, so fast secured, The soul's explosive core no piercing ray Can set aflame and free.

This Hidden World   Mysterious, magical, what is it there, That secret sweetness in the core of things? And this strange melody that flows and sings In every atom of the earth and air? Rock-crystals hold the light's delight, a rare Close diamond-glow; pools ripple fairy rings, Within dark burgeon-knots what live joy springs, And what ecstatic flights the great palms dare!   This hidden world is vibrant with a Name, A rapture pulsing in the heart's abyss, Leaping in flame on flame of inward bliss; Granite and flower and tree are fire and flame, And eye of beast, and man's thought, word, desire; And most the Word, the Name,

Prison   Why don't You let me go? I cannot rise Unto your pureness or Look in your eyes.   Love, don't torment me so, But let me be; Forget me, leave me out, So I be free.   You crush me with your love, I sit confused, Nor can take joy in things, As once I used.   You hover round my soul All day and night, And press me in, and stop My coward flight.   I wish you'd never come, I cannot fly... And yet, if You should go, Love, I would die. Page-56