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At the Feet of The Mother

The Supreme Harmony and Reconciliation of Opposites in Her, pp. 313-314 (SH 159)

Savitri Class in Hindi with Alok Pandey
Savitri Book Three: The Book of Divine Mother, Canto Two : The Adoration of the Divine Mother

Night vanished and her secret purpose discovered in Her embrace. The twofold screen of good and bad, light and darkness, knowledge and ignorance, titan and the gods vanished transmuted in Her into the unity of a living cosmic whole. She wore the world as Her outermost robe even as Her Heart of Love annulled all suffering and error and pain.


The Enigma ceased that rules our nature’s night,
The covering Nescience was unmasked and slain;
Its mind of error was stripped off from things
And the dull moods of its perverting will.
Illumined by her all-seeing identity
Knowledge and Ignorance could strive no more;
No longer could the titan Opposites,
Antagonist poles of the world’s artifice,
Impose the illusion of their twofold screen
Throwing their figures between us and her.
The Wisdom was near, disguised by its own works,
Of which the darkened universe is the robe.
No more existence seemed an aimless fall,
Extinction was no more the sole release.
The hidden Word was found, the long-sought clue,
Revealed was the meaning of our spirit’s birth,
Condemned to an imperfect body and mind,
In the inconscience of material things
And the indignity of mortal life.
A Heart was felt in the spaces wide and bare,
A burning Love from white spiritual founts
Annulled the sorrow of the ignorant depths;
Suffering was lost in her immortal smile.
A Life from beyond grew conqueror here of death;
To err no more was natural to mind;
Wrong could not come where all was light and love.

The contraries of form and formless, personal and impersonal, individual and universal, finite and infinite were joined in Her who was an absolute of Beauty and Bliss, Wisdom and Power, Silence and the Word.

The Formless and the Formed were joined in her:
Immensity was exceeded by a look,
A Face revealed the crowded Infinite.
Incarnating inexpressibly in her limbs
The boundless joy the blind world-forces seek,
Her body of beauty mooned the seas of bliss.

[Savitri: 313 – 314]

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