Hear Ye Savitri

The Birth and Childhood of the Flame

By the universal ecstasy of the suns.

Some missioned Power in the half-wakened frame
Nursed a transcendent birth’s dumb glorious seed
For which this vivid tenement was made.

But soon the link of soul with form grew sure;
Flooded was the dim cave with slow conscient light,
The seed grew into a delicate marvellous bud,
The bud disclosed a great and heavenly bloom.

At once she seemed to found a mightier race.

Arrived upon the strange and dubious globe
The child remembering inly a far home
Lived guarded in her spirit’s luminous cell,
Alone mid men in her diviner kind.

Even in her childish movements could be felt
The nearness of a light still kept from earth,
Feelings that only eternity could share,
Thoughts natural and native to the gods.

As needing nothing but its own rapt flight
Her nature dwelt in a strong separate air
Like a strange bird with large rich-coloured breast
That sojourns on a secret fruited bough,
Lost in the emerald glory of the woods
Or flies above divine unreachable tops.

Harmoniously she impressed the earth with heaven.

Aligned to a swift rhythm of sheer delight
And singing to themselves her days went by;
Each minute was a throb of beauty’s heart;
The hours were tuned to a sweet-toned content
Which asked for nothing, but took all life gave
Sovereignly as her nature’s inborn right.

Near was her spirit to its parent Sun,
The Breath within to the eternal joy.

The first fair life that breaks from Nature’s swoon,
Mounts in a line of rapture to the skies;
Absorbed in its own happy urge it lives,
Sufficient to itself, yet turned to all…

— Sri Aurobindo

Savitri . Book Four: The Book of Birth and Quest . Book One: The Birth and Childhood of the Flame

A Reading by Surya Dinkar

Geographical Base:
Chennai, India

Featured Flower:
Flaming Love for the Divine

“Ready for all heroism and all sacrifices.”

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