A triple realm of ordered thought came first,
A small beginning of immense ascent:
Above were bright e the real skies of mind,
A packed and endless soar as if sky pressed sky
Buttressed against the Void on bastioned light;
The highest strove to neighbour eternity,
The largest widened into the infinite.
But though immortal, mighty and divine,
The first realms were close and kin to human mind;
Their deities shape our greater thinking’s roads,
A fragment of the ir puissance can be ours:
The se breadths were not too broad for our souls to range,
These heights were not too high for human hope.
A triple flight led to this triple world.
[Savitri: Book Two Canto 11]
