Savitri Study Class 26-07 "The Boon of boons", pp. 696-697

Savitri is now in the Presence of the Ultimate Mystery though IT is no mystery to Her. It is the Supreme in His Unmanifest state. She has descended from there to save the Earth and men. It is now her moment to secure these boons from the Supreme. _________________ Around her some tremendous spirit lived, Mysterious flame around a melting pearl, And in the phantom of abolished Space There was a voice unheard by ears that cried: “Choose, spirit, thy supreme choice not given again; For now from my highest being looks at thee The nameless formless peace where all things rest. In a happy vast sublime cessation know,— An immense extinction in eternity, A point that disappears in the infinite,— Felicity of the extinguished flame, Last sinking of a wave in a boundless sea, End of the trouble of thy wandering thoughts, Close of the journeying of thy pilgrim soul. Accept, O music, weariness of thy notes, O stream, wide breaking of thy channel banks.” The moments fell into eternity. But someone yearned within a bosom unknown And silently the woman’s heart replied: “Thy peace, O Lord, a boon within to keep Amid the roar and ruin of wild Time For the magnificent soul of man on earth. Thy calm, O Lord, that bears thy hands of joy.” Limitless like ocean round a lonely isle A second time the eternal cry arose: “Wide open are the ineffable gates in front. My spirit leans down to break the knot of earth, Amorous of oneness without thought or sign To cast down wall and fence, to strip heaven bare, See with the large eye of infinity, Unweave the stars and into silence pass.” In an immense and world-destroying pause She heard a million creatures cry to her. Through the tremendous stillness of her thoughts Immeasurably the woman’s nature spoke: “Thy oneness, Lord, in many approaching hearts, My sweet infinity of thy numberless souls.” Mightily retreating like a sea in ebb A third time swelled the great admonishing call: “I spread abroad the refuge of my wings. Out of its incommunicable deeps My power looks forth of mightiest splendour, stilled Into its majesty of sleep, withdrawn Above the dreadful whirlings of the world.” A sob of things was answer to the voice, And passionately the woman’s heart replied: “Thy energy, Lord, to seize on woman and man, To take all things and creatures in their grief And gather them into a mother’s arms.” Solemn and distant like a seraph’s lyre A last great time the warning sound was heard: “I open the wide eye of solitude To uncover the voiceless rapture of my bliss, Where in a pure and exquisite hush it lies Motionless in its slumber of ecstasy, Resting from the sweet madness of the dance Out of whose beat the throb of hearts was born.” Breaking the Silence with appeal and cry A hymn of adoration tireless climbed, A music beat of winged uniting souls, Then all the woman yearningly replied: “Thy embrace which rends the living knot of pain, Thy joy, O Lord, in which all creatures breathe, Thy magic flowing waters of deep love, Thy sweetness give to me for earth and men.” _________________ Savitri Study Class with Alok Pandey, Book 11 Canto 1. For audio recording go to http://auromaa.org/ SC26-07 B11C1 pp 696-697 The Boon of boons (279)