Savitri pierces the thick screen that separates this gross material life, sensed and perceived through our material senses, and the subtle inner worlds. She opens the doors and enters through the threshold between the waking and dream world.
"There beat a throb of living interchange:
Being felt being even when afar
And consciousness replied to consciousness.
And yet the ultimate oneness was not there."
"This mute stupendous Energy that whirls
The stars and nebulae in its long train,
Like a huge Serpent through my being curls
With its diamond hood of joy and fangs of pain."
Our being is trapped as it were within a triple layer formed of the substance of corresponding worlds of Mind, Life and Matter. These keep the soul captive and do not allow easy access to the realm of the Soul. The seeker has to force his way through these to reach his soul.
"All forms are tokens of some veiled idea
Whose covert purpose lurks from mind’s pursuit,
Yet is a womb of sovereign consequence.
There every thought and feeling is an act,
And every act a symbol and a sign,
And every symbol hides a living power."
There is a subconscious yoga going on in nature that has led to the progressive emergence of the soul from within the crypts of matter and the dark and fallen worlds. Slowly this subconscious yoga turns into a conscious one as man climbs to glimpses and starts climbing towards his own unrealized potentials.