“I am immortal in my mortality”
The golden fruit renews itself in taste and flavour,
The sunshine never lost in the day or the night;
Its wonders prevail like honeyed fragrance
From the comb of love and beauty and joy;
What wrong or evil or cruel death can touch it,
Remove it from time into the dim oblivion?
There is the fire fed by sandalwood of the spirit,
And it kindles flames in a roar of triumph.
6 December 2024
Death who is carrying away the spirit of Savitri’s lover and husband, young Satyavan, sternly tells Savitri to go back from his perilous realms, mortal as she is in the small permitted sphere. She was violating the great laws and, should they open their marble eyes, she would be slain. Savitri refutes and says she was born as an equal of Death himself, the World-spirit. Yet between them there is a difference. If Death was born from Inconscience and was missioned by the Night, she had her birth in the Superconscience itself, with the Mighty Mother in her soul and in her spirit. She answers the disdainful Shade that she is always immortal even in her mortality.
“World-spirit, I was thy equal spirit born. ||137.71||
I am immortal in my mortality. ||137.72||
I tremble not before the immobile gaze
Of the unchanging marble hierarchies
That look with the stone eyes of Law and Fate. ||137.73||
My soul can meet them with its living fire…. ||137.74||
Wherever thou leadst his soul I shall pursue.” ||137.79||
Featured image: Painting by Huta, Book Nine Canto Two, Image #5.
World-spir|+it, I was| thy e|+qual spir|+it born.|
I am| im+mor+tal| in my| mor+tal|+i+ty.|
I trem|+ble not| be+fore| the im+mo|+bile gaze|
Of the| un+chang|+ing mar|+ble hi|+er+ar+chies|
That look| with the| stone eyes| of Law| and Fate.|
My soul| can meet| them with| its liv|+ing fire|….
Wher+ev|+er thou leadst| his soul| I shall| pur+sue.|
The Winds of Wonder 
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