“SAVITRI” by Sri Aurobindo (Republished edition of the 1st edition 1950-51, draft approved by Sri Aurobindo before his death) Book Four—The Book of Birth and Quest (Contd. from yesterday September 16, 2013) Canto II THE GROWTH OF THE FLAME A Power within her awed the imperfect flesh; The self-protecting genius in our clay Divined the goddess in the woman’s shape And drew back from a touch beyond its kind, The earth-nature bound in the sense-life’s narrow make. The hearts of men are amorous of clay-kin And bear not spirits lone and high who bring Fire-intimations from the deathless planes Too vast for souls not born to mate with heaven. Whoever is too great must lonely live, Adored he walks in mighty solitude; Vain is his labour to create his kins, His only comrade is the Strength within. Thus was it for a while with Savitri, All worshipped marvellingly, none dared to claim. Her mind sat high pouring its gold beams, Her heart was a crowded temple of delight. A single lamp lit in perfection’s house, A bright pure image in a priestless shrine, Alone amid surrounding crowds she dwelt, Apart in herself until her hour of fate. END OF CANTO II **************
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