Savitri

In Nihil’s gulf his mighty Puissance wrought;


She swung her formless motion into shapes,

Made Matter the body of the Bodiless.

Infant and dim eternal Mights awoke.

In inert Matter breathed a slumbering Life,

In a subconscient Life Mind lay asleep;

In waking Life it stretched its giant limbs

To shake from it the torpor of its drowse;

A senseless substance quivered into sense,

The world’s heart commenced to beat, its eyes to see.

In the crowded dumb vibrations of a brain

Thought fumbled in a ring to find itself,

Discovered speech and fed the new-born Word

That bridged with spans of light and world’s ignorance.

In waking Mind, the Thinker built his house.

A reasoning animal willed and planned and sought;

He stood erect among his brute compeers,

He built life new, measured the universe,

Opposed his fate and wrestled with unseen Powers,

Conquered and used the laws that rule the world,

And hoped to ride the heavens and reach the stars,

A master of his huge environment.

Now through Mind’s windows stares the demi-god

Hidden behind the curtains of man’s soul:



(Savitri, Book 10 Canto 3)