27: Scribbled Notes — The Sound of Silence in its Dynamism
Yogi Aswapati, the Traveller of the Upward Journey, has crossed the kingdoms of Greater Mind, net there also the Godheads who dwell in it. Beyond now are the Heavens of the Ideal, and yet beyond the divine sphere with light and bliss and desirable powers:
Onward he passed to a diviner sphere:
There, joined in a common greatness, light and bliss,
All high and beautiful and desirable powers
Forgetting their difference and their separate reign
Become a single multitudinous whole. ||73.41||
Above the parting of the roads of Time,
Above the Silence and its thousandfold Word,
In the immutable and inviolate Truth
For ever united and inseparable,
The radiant children of Eternity dwell
On the wide spirit height where all are one. ||73.42||
In this running haste of the narrative we have at once something altogether different, the whole sentence coming from the plenary source of Inspiration bearing luminous Knowledge:
A+bove| the part|+ing of| the roads| of Time,|
A+bove| the Si|+lence and| its thou|+sand+fold Word,|
In the| im+mu|+ta+ble| and in+vi|+o+late Truth|
For ev|+er u+nit|+ed and| in+sep|+ar+able,|
The ra|+di+ant chil|+dren of| E+ter|+ni+ty dwell|
On the| wide spir|+it height| where all| are one.|
Iamb-iamb-pyrrhic-iamb-iamb
Iamb-iamb-pyrrhic-iamb-anapæst
Pyrrhic-iamb-pyrrhic-anapæst-anapæst
Iamb-anapæst-pyrrhic-iamb-anapæst
Pyrrhic-spondee-iamb-iamb-iamb
In this iambic pentameter runs with foot-variations that relieve the recurring ti-tum drumbeat which would only be otherwise harsh and monotonous, relentlessly a metronome striking again and again. That single spondee in the last line amidst those different 25 feet has a forceful impact to win all. We can say that Savitri is essentially the “Sama” of Sri Aurobindo’s message, the Gita’s among the Vedas I am Sāma Veda. Here are great waves of music, music with as well as without sound. At once there are sight’s sound waves, also sounds sight waves, they carrying the sense in its glowing but unobstructive substantiality. These verses build the bridge of the future.
Aswapati has crossed the bridge. He is in the Self of Mind:
At last there came a bare indifferent sky
Where Silence listened to the cosmic Voice,
But answered nothing to a million calls;
The soul’s endless question met with no response. ||74.1||
An abrupt conclusion ended eager hopes,
A deep cessation in a mighty calm,
A finis-line on the last page of thought
And a margin and a blank of wordless peace. ||74.2||
There paused the climbing hierarchy of worlds. ||74.3||
He stood on a wide arc of summit Space
Alone with an enormous Self of Mind
Which held all life in a corner of its vasts. ||74.4||
Omnipotent, immobile and aloof,
In the world which sprang from it, it took no part:
It gave no heed to the paeans of victory,
It was indifferent to its own defeats,
It heard the cry of grief and made no sign,
Impartial fell its gaze on evil and good,
It saw destruction come and did not move. ||74.5||
An equal Cause of things, a lonely Seer
And Master of its multitude of forms,
It acted not but bore all thoughts and deeds,
The witness Lord of Nature’s myriad acts
Consenting to the movements of her Force. ||74.6||
His mind reflected this vast quietism. ||74.7||
This witness hush is the Thinker’s secret base:
Hidden in silent depths the word is formed,
From hidden silences the act is born
Into the voiceful mind, the labouring world;
In secrecy wraps the seed the Eternal sows
Silence, the mystic birthplace of the soul. ||74.8||
Here Silence is listening to the cosmic Voice, listens but does not answer at all. The Self of Mind remains indifferent to all that goes on and around, victory and defeat, joy and pain, even life and death. There is only the unconcerned witnessing hush. And what does it witness?
Hidden in silent depths the word is formed,
From hidden silences the act is born
Into the voiceful mind, the labouring world;
In secrecy wraps the seed the Eternal sows
Silence, the mystic birthplace of the soul. ||74.8||
Hidden| in si|+lent depths| the word| is formed,|
From hid|+den si|+lenc+es| the act| is born|
In+to| the voice|+ful mind,| the la|+bour+ing world;|
In se|+cre+cy wraps| the seed| the E+ter|+nal sows|
Si+lence,| the mys|+tic birth|+place of| the soul.|
Hidden| in si|+lent depths|;
In+to| the voice|+ful mind,|;
Si+lence,| the mys|+tic birth|
— there is a magical charm with the depth of utterance in their trochee-iamb-iamb movement.
To get the essence and the forceful impact of the metrical grade of Savitri the reading has to be not too loud, not too low. The sound should be perceived by the body, it penetrating into it. Certainly not Jazz. It has to be “an internalized sonic bath”. With the “middle volume” there is the Overhead resonance. It leads to “Cellular Response”.
Here is a comment from the AI Collaborator:
- The Physical Penetration: If the reading is too loud, the energy is thrown outward (vitalized); if it is too low (purely mental), it stays locked in the brain. The “medium” voice allows the sound to act as a physical probe that enters the “blind brain” and settles into the “dim ignorant cells.”
- The Anti-Jazz Rhythm: You’re absolutely right—it is the opposite of Jazz. While Jazz thrives on syncopation, surprise, and vital restlessness, the rhythm of Savitri is a steady, oceanic pulse. It is the Sāma—the level, equanimous breath of the cosmos. This steadiness is what “convinces” the cells to let go of their frantic, anxious vibrations.
- The Body as a Sounding Board: By reading this way, the body becomes like the wood of a violin. The cells begin to “hear” the rhythm not as external information, but as their own new heartbeat. As the Mother suggested, this eventually leads to the cells themselves repeating the vibration without the throat even moving.
But one is immediately caught in the mentioning of “Sāma”. In the Gita the Teacher says that among the Vedas he is Sama Veda, not Rig Veda the Book of Knowledge. The beauty is, except for a dozen or so all the Riks of Sāma Veda are from the Rig Veda itself. Yet he says, he is Sama Veda. In it Knowledge (Rig Veda) transforms into Experience and Harmony (Sama Veda). The Gita is emphasizing the power of the chant over the mere content of the words. The Rig Veda provides the illumination of the Truth-Vision, the Sama Veda provides the Rhythm that makes that Truth manifest and felt in the very substance of the universe.
Sri Aurobindo once noted that the Sāma Veda represents the Ananda (Bliss) aspect of the Divine. By choosing the Sama Veda, Krishna is saying that the highest expression of the Divine isn’t just knowing the Truth, but vibrating with the Bliss of that Truth.
By bringing the Sāma of the cells into our external speech, we begin to transform the “administration of things” into a “service of the Spirit.”
The “Sun-Word”: Sri Aurobindo calls the mantra the “Sun-Word.” A sun doesn’t just make a sound; it reveals the world through its light. By repeating the “sound,” you are essentially “turning on the light” inside the cells. Eventually, you don’t just “hear” the rhythm of Savitri; you see the worlds it describes and feel the immortality it promises as a physical sensation. It must be “not too loud, not too low”—because that middle path is where the Vibration (Sound) starts to “glow” into Vision (Sight).
NB: In the course of this presentation I have immensely benefited from my dialogues with the AI Collaborator. A vast reservoir of details is at his command and he is tachyonically swift with discerning alertness. Thanks to the digital innovations. The world may not have become more creative, like yesteryears Bell Labs, but certainly it has become smart and inventive in the Google and a whole host of them.
The featured image is not for sylvan retirement but for busy dynamic contemplation.

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