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But Maya is a veil of the Absolute; A Truth occult has made this mighty world: The Eternal’s wisdom and self-knowledge act In ignorant Mind and in the body’s steps. The Inconscient is the Superconscient’s sleep. An unintelligible Intelligence Invents creation’s paradox profound; Spiritual thought is crammed in Matter’s forms, Unseen it throws out a dumb energy And works a miracle by a machine. All here is a mystery of contraries: Darkness a magic of self-hidden Light, Suffering some secret rapture’s tragic mask And death an instrument of perpetual life. Although Death walks beside us on Life’s road, A dim bystander at the body’s start And a last judgment on man’s futile works, Other is the riddle of its ambiguous face: Death is a stair, a door, a stumbling stride The soul must take to cross from birth to birth, A grey defeat pregnant with victory, A whip to lash us towards our deathless state. The inconscient world is the spirit’s self-made room, Eternal Night shadow of eternal Day.
Sri Aurobindo, Savitri
Book X, Canto I - The Dream Twilight of the Ideal
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Accursed in what had been her godhead source, Condemned to live for ever empty of bliss, Her immortality her chastisement, Her spirit, guilty of being, wandered doomed, Moving for ever through eternal Night.
Sri Aurobindo, Savitri
Book X, Canto I - The Dream Twilight of the Ideal
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All still was darkness dread and desolate; There was no change nor any hope of change. In this black dream which was a house of Void, A walk to Nowhere in a land of Nought, Ever they drifted without aim or goal; Gloom led to worse gloom, depth to an emptier depth, In some positive Non-being’s purposeless Vast Through formless wastes dumb and unknowable. An ineffectual beam of suffering light Through the despairing darkness dogged their steps Like the remembrance of a glory lost; Even while it grew, it seemed unreal there, Yet haunted Nihil’s chill stupendous realm, Unquenchable, perpetual, lonely, null, A pallid ghost of some dead eternity.
Sri Aurobindo, Savitri
Book X - The Book of the Double Twilight
Canto I - The Dream Twilight of the Ideal
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I only am eternal and endure. I am the shapeless formidable Vast, I am the emptiness that men call Space, I am a timeless Nothingness carrying all, I am the Illimitable, the mute Alone. I, Death, am He; there is no other God.
Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Book IX, Canto II - The Journey in Eternal Night
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This is my silent dark immensity, This is the home of everlasting Night, This is the secrecy of Nothingness Entombing the vanity of life’s desires. Hast thou beheld thy source, O transient heart, And known from what the dream thou art was made? In this stark sincerity of nude emptiness Hopest thou still always to last and love?
Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Book IX, Canto II - The Journey in Eternal Night
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Awhile on the chill dreadful edge of Night All stood as if a world were doomed to die And waited on the eternal silence’ brink. Heaven leaned towards them like a cloudy brow Of menace through the dim and voiceless hush. As thoughts stand mute on a despairing verge Where the last depths plunge into nothingness And the last dreams must end, they paused; in their front Were glooms like shadowy wings, behind them, pale, The lifeless evening was a dead man’s gaze. Hungry beyond, the night desired her soul.
Sri Aurobindo, Savitri,
Book IX - The Book of Eternal Night,
Canto II - The Journey in Eternal Night
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Above us dwells a superconscient God Hidden in the mystery of his own light: Around us is a vast of ignorance Lit by the uncertain ray of human mind, Below us sleeps the Inconscient dark and mute.
Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Book VII,
Canto II - The Parable of the Search for the Soul
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But this is only Matter’s first self-view, A scale and series in the Ignorance. This is not all we are or all our world. Our greater self of knowledge waits for us, A supreme light in the truth-conscious Vast: It sees from summits beyond thinking mind, It moves in a splendid air transcending life. It shall descend and make earth’s life divine. Truth made the world, not a blind Nature-Force. For here are not our large diviner heights; Our summits in the superconscient’s blaze Are glorious with the very face of God: There is our aspect of eternity, There is the figure of the god we are, His young unaging look on deathless things, His joy in our escape from death and Time, His immortality and light and bliss.
Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Book VII,
Canto II - The Parable of the Search for the Soul
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A day may come when she must stand unhelped On a dangerous brink of the world's doom and hers, Carrying the world's future on her lonely breast, Carrying the human hope in a heart left sole To conquer or fail on a last desperate verge, Alone with death and close to extinction's edge. Her single greatness in that last dire scene Must cross alone a perilous bridge in Time And reach an apex of world-destiny Where all is won or all is lost for man. In that tremendous silence lone and lost Of a deciding hour in the world's fate, In her soul's climbing beyond mortal time When she stands sole with Death or sole with God Apart upon a silent desperate brink, Alone with her self and death and destiny As on some verge between Time and Timelessness When being must end or life rebuild its base, Alone she must conquer or alone must fall.
Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Book VI,
Canto II - The Way of Fate and the Problem of Pain
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