Explorations in Savitri

Our ignorance is Wisdom's chrysalis, Our error weds new knowledge on its way, Its darkness is a blackened knot of light; Thought dances hand in hand with Nescience On the grey road that winds towards the Sun.

For the spirit is eternal and unmade And not by thinking was its greatness born, And not by thinking can its knowledge come. It knows itself and in itself it lives, It moves where no thought is nor any form.

Amid the heavy sameness of the days And contradicted by the human law, A faith in things that are not and must be Lives comrade of this world's delight and pain, The child of the secret soul's forbidden desire Born of its amour with eternity.

All things are real that here are only dreams, In our unknown depths sleeps their reserve of truth, On our unreached heights they reign and come to us In thought and muse trailing their robes of light.

A triple flight led to this triple world. Although abrupt for common strengths to tread, Its upward slope looks down on our earth-poise

Oneness was carved into units measurable, The limitless built into a cosmic sum: Unending Space was beaten into a curve, Indivisible Time into small minutes cut

... The psycho-analysis of cosmic Self Was traced, its secrets hunted down, and read The unknown pathology of the Unique.

Even Nature's ignorance is Truth's instrument; Our struggling ego cannot change her course: Yet is it a conscious power that moves in us, A seed-idea is parent of our acts And destiny the unrecognised child of Will.

A single law simplessed the cosmic theme, Compressing Nature into a formula; Their titan labour made all knowledge one, A mental algebra of the Spirit's ways, An abstract of the living Divinity.