Resumo de Savitri - Sri Aurobindo

Canto One

A fallen self awoke with the memory of the dark and tardy
pangs of birth in the hour before dawn. The self longed to
reach its end into a vacant nothingness. In the process the
unseeing will was prolonged, the creative slumbers ignited
the suns and continued to move our lives through an
unconscious whirl. Then in the all-pervasive darkness
something stirred. It did not know how to fulfill the wish
that it cherished like some one who searched his previous
self but met the corpse of his desire. Some yearning for
meeting the unknown light led it to think like a child who
was looking for his heedless Mother.

An eye of a deity intervened in the mindless universe
engulfed in the numb, sick and weary form. Then a thought
was planted in the fathomless void. A sense was born; a
memory trembled as if to resurrect a long dead soul. All
could be re-built with the god-touch. With the advent of
light the darkness failed and slipped like a falling cloak
from the body of a God. Dawn appeared and planted its seed
of grandeur in the hours.

The lines of a significant myth were composed in the page
of sky with colour?s hieroglyphs. The Goddess leaned across
the path along which the stars journeyed. The Nature
responded to her in its inimitable way. The hills rose to
be her alter and the tall trees raised their topmost
branches in reverence and prayer.

The ground, that was witness to the pain and joy inflicted
on us, observed the awakening ray of the heavens. The
transient glow beamed for a moment and dissolved into thin
air. The heavens erased her glorious form to earth, which
continued on its daily pursuits. Savitri was born as a
stranger in the human fold. She brought with her the
tranquility that amalgamated souls.

She had with her the key to the doors of ecstasy. The
planted the seeds of heavenly qualities on mortals to grow
them on mortal soil. Her splendid sacrifice of taking birth
in this sordid earth seemed in vain for mortality is
difficult to be erased till it is touched by the eternal.

Mortality negates all that is heavenly. Savitri was made to
suffer all that mortals are inflicted with. She awaited the
grief that was to visit her later for a dark fore knowledge
troubled her with the possibility of an impending peril.

It was like any other morning and the noon was like any
other noon. She did not cry and maintained her stoic
composure in face of the imminent woe. Even her humanity
retained a part of its divinity for the universal Mother?s
love was incident on her. She was immune to any grief but
nevertheless felt a pain the source of which she failed to
identify. Her helpless brain could not retrieve her past.

Her body?s call stirred the far off spirits to come back to
her. The pathways were illuminated and so were the darkened
rooms of life. The Earth, love and doom returned to her.
The cruel figure of pain stared into space with a fixed
gaze to look at grief?s timeless depths. It missed the goal
of life. He waited unsatisfied.

Savitri was pained by this dangerous world. She suffered
when living things writhed in pains. Her sacrifice through
reliving the fearful hours did not absolve her of anything.
Quite unmindful of the pains that Savitri suffered from,
nature extracted everything from her. She gathered strength
in preparation of the inevitable for this was the day when
Satyavan was destined to die.

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