Madeleine: A metaphor for returning to oneself
In the green valley the wind was soft and blue
And it carried its joy to the waiting chance;
Then Tesia flew down with the future’s speed,
Bearing a gift-box of madeleines from France.
Oh the disguise put on by the Eternal’s bliss!
Things began to happen with tachyonic zest;
Concealed bliss began climbing the august slope
And bared the surprises known to mountain crest.
Nothing is lost in life, misplaced nothing,
Despite hungriest death’s bleak sinister greeds;
The thick insentient void stirs and wills
In body too spirit’s wonders and deeds.
If French madeleine is the cause of this,
Applaud it and acclaim the Eternal’s bliss.
9 July 2026
A Note
“A vast disguise conceals the Eternal’s bliss.” This is a line from Book of Fate, Book Six of Savitri, spoken by Narad. He is pronouncing it in the context of this great perplexed and discontented world, this haunt of Ignorance, this home of Pain. It proclaims the state of this world more poignantly and movingly than Keats’s “this nest of pain”.
Here are the relevant lines from Savitri:
A world of hard endeavour and difficult toil
And battle on extinction’s perilous verge,
A clash of forces, a vast incertitude,
The joy of creation out of Nothingness,
Strange meetings on the roads of Ignorance
And the companionship of half-known souls
Or the solitary greatness and lonely force
Of a separate being conquering its world,
Called it from its too safe eternity. ||111.12||
A huge descent began, a giant fall:
For what the spirit sees, creates a truth
And what the soul imagines is made a world. ||111.13||
A Thought that leaped from the Timeless can become,
Indicator of cosmic consequence
And the itinerary of the gods,
A cyclic movement in eternal Time. ||111.14||
Thus came, born from a blind tremendous choice,
This great perplexed and discontented world,
This haunt of Ignorance, this home of Pain:
There are pitched desire’s tents, grief’s headquarters. ||111.15||
A vast disguise conceals the Eternal’s bliss. ||111.16||
Keats in Hyperion is describing the fate of the Titans who are exiled by the conquering Olympian gods. Though this is quite agonising it is not mournful in the totality of the outcome. The Titans had to go away from the scene for the progressive gods to step in.
But in terms of evolutionary implications Narad’s “this haunt of Ignorance, this home of Pain” is more epic than romantic, more massive and momentous. While there is no escape for the Titans from the nest of pain, in Narad a possibility does open out to get out of Ignorance and Pain. If the Eternal’s bliss has created this vast disguise, it is for a purpose, with superlogic, created by the supreme Logos himself.
In fact this “vast disguise” in its own working dynamism is both a state and an instrument, a mechanism, for sublimer happier possibilities to come into play.
That makes Madeleine an excellent metaphor for returning to oneself, Eternal’s bliss returning to Eternal’s bliss in the widening dimensions of manifestation. This concept of “returning to oneself” is famously rooted in French literature and philosophy.
Featured Image is AI-generated Tesia

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