“SAVITRI” by Sri Aurobindo (Republished edition of the 1st edition 1950-51, draft approved by Sri Aurobindo before his death) Book Seven—The Book of Yoga (Contd. from yesterday January 31, 2013) Canto III THE ENTRY INTO THE INNER COUNTRIES (Here was a quiet country of fixed mind, Here life no more was all nor passion’s voice; A cry of sense had sunk into a hush. Soul was not there nor spirit, but mind alone; Mind claimed to be the spirit and the soul. The spirit saw itself as form of mind, Lost itself in the glory of the thought, A light that made invisible the sun. Into a firm and settled space she came Where all was still and all things kept their place. Each found what it had sought and knew its aim. All had a final last stability.)* There one stood forth who bore authority On an important brow and held a rod; Command was incarnate in his gesture and tone; Tradition’s petrified wisdom carved his speech, His sentences savoured the oracle. “Traveller or pilgrim of the inner world, Fortunate art thou to reach our brilliant air Flaming with thought’s supreme finality. O aspirant to the perfect way of life, Here find it; rest from search and live at peace. Ours is the home of cosmic certainty. Here is the truth, God’s harmony is here. *Another version: This narrowed life’s pedestrian thought and will Debouched into a little continent space Where soul was not and thinking mind Laboured content with small finalities. It seemed to it the top of being’s arc And the last circle of the quest of life. It was a paradise for thoughts’ crowned ease Where nothing more was left to find or know, A tabernacle of wise contented life.
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