Aurobindo 33-Savitri-Book -2
An appreciation on Savitri
Book II The Book of the Traveller of the Worlds
Canto V The Godheads of the Little Life
Words within inverted commas are Aurobindo's
'Trivial amusements stimulate and waste
The energy given to him to grow and be.
His little hour is spent in little things.'
Lacking is realisation in unrealised life-feigning..
'If something great awakes, too frail his pitch
To reveal its zenith tension of delight,
His thought to eternise its ephemeral soar,
Art's brilliant gleam is a pastime for his eyes, '..
'His motion on too short an axis wheels; '
'Hardly a few can climb to greater life.
All tunes to a low scale and conscious pitch.
His knowledge dwells in the house of Ignorance; '
'Rare are his visits of heavenly ecstasy.'
Rare is man's bon trip en route to heaven, yes
Rare is he awake of living in His haven..
'He is satisfied with his common average kind; '
'In a narrow plot he has pitched his tent of life
Beneath the wide gaze of the starry Vast.
He is the crown of all that has been done:
Thus is creation's labour justified;
This is the world's result, Nature's last poise! '
Wonderful, a preaching sensible, senseful indeed..
'We seem to live in a fiction of our thoughts'..
'A figment or circumstance in cosmic sleep.'
'All here is dreamed or doubtfully exists,
But who the dreamer is and whence he looks
Is still unknown or only a shadowy guess.
'Or the world is real but ourselves too small,
Insufficient for the mightiness of our stage.'
I too doubt, is everything on our assumption alone....
............My consciousness this moment,
O'Guru, I'm in awe....in invincible heights
Ineffable Thee embellishing poetic creation
My inquisitive apprehension, erring Thee may opine
May thereso, let Savitri in my self arise
Aroused thereso be knowledge and fortune
poem by Indira Renganathan
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