Savitri – Eine Legende und ein Symbol. Sri Aurobindo

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      Each was unique, but took all lives as his own,

      And, following out these tones of the Infinite,

      Recognised in himself the universe.

      A splendid centre of infinity’s whirl

      Pushed to its zenith’s height, its last expanse,

      Felt the divinity of its own self-bliss

      Repeated in its numberless other selves:

      It took up tirelessly into its scope

      Persons and figures of the Impersonal,

      As if prolonging in a ceaseless count,

      In a rapturous multiplication’s sum,

      The recurring decimals of eternity.

      None was apart, none lived for himself alone,

      Each lived for God in him and God in all,

      Each soleness inexpressibly held the whole.

      There Oneness was not tied to monotone;

      It showed a thousand aspects of itself,

      Its calm immutable stability

      Upbore on a changeless ground for ever safe,

      Compelled to a spontaneous servitude,

      The ever-changing incalculable steps,

      The seeming-reckless dance’s subtle plan

      Of immense world-forces in their perfect play.

      Appearance looked back to its hidden truth

      And made of difference oneness’ smiling play;

      It made all persons fractions of the Unique,

      Yet all were being’s secret integers.

      All struggle was turned to a sweet strife of love

      In the harmonised circle of a sure embrace.

      Identity’s reconciling happiness gave

      A rich security to difference.

      On a meeting line of hazardous extremes

      The game of games was played to its breaking-point,

      Where through self-finding by divine self-loss

      There leaps out unity’s supreme delight

      Whose blissful undivided sweetness feels

      A communality of the Absolute.

      There was no sob of suffering anywhere;

      Experience ran from point to point of joy:

      Bliss was the pure undying truth of things.

      All Nature was a conscious front of God:

      A wisdom worked in all, self-moved, self-sure,

      A plenitude of illimitable Light,

      An authenticity of intuitive Truth,

      A glory and passion of creative Force.

      Infallible, leaping from eternity,

      The moment’s thought inspired the passing act.

      A word, a laughter, sprang from Silence’ breast,

      A rhythm of Beauty in the calm of Space,

      A knowledge in the fathomless heart of Time.

      All turned to all without reserve’s recoil:

      A single ecstasy without a break,

      Love was a close and thrilled identity

      In the throbbing heart of all that luminous life.

      A universal vision that unites,

      A sympathy of nerve replying to nerve,

      Hearing that listens to thought’s inner sound

      And follows the rhythmic meanings of the heart,

      A touch that needs not hands to feel, to clasp,

      Were there the native means of consciousness

      And heightened the intimacy of soul with soul.

      A grand orchestra of spiritual powers,

      A diapason of soul-interchange

      Harmonised a Oneness deep, immeasurable.

      In these new worlds projected he became

      A portion of the universal gaze,

      A station of the all-inhabiting light,

      A ripple on a single sea of peace.

      His mind answered to countless communing minds,

      His words were syllables of the cosmos’ speech,

      His life a field of the vast cosmic stir.

      He felt the footsteps of a million wills

      Moving in unison to a single goal.

      A stream ever new-born that never dies,

      Caught in its thousandfold current’s ravishing flow,

      With eddies of immortal sweetness thrilled,

      He bore coiling through his members as they passed

      Calm movements of interminable delight,

      The bliss of a myriad myriads who are one.

      In this vast outbreak of perfection’s law

      Imposing its fixity on the flux of things

      He saw a hierarchy of lucent planes

      Enfeoffed to this highest kingdom of God-state.

      Attuning to one Truth their own right rule

      Each housed the gladness of a bright degree,

      Alone in beauty, perfect in self-kind,

      An image cast by one deep truth’s absolute,

      Married to all in happy difference.

      Each

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