Mind’s quick-paced thoughts floated from their high
necks
A glowing splendor as of an irised mane,
A parure of pure intuition’s light;
Its flame-foot gallop they could imitate.
(Savitri, Book 7
Canto 3)
An inspired Knowledge sat enthroned within
Whose seconds illumined more than reason’s years:
An ictus of revealing luster fell
As if a pointing accent upon Truth,
And like a sky-flare showing all the ground
A swift intuitive discernment shone.
(Savitri, Book 1
Canto 3)
There is a deeper seeing from within
And when we have left these small purlieus of mind,
A greater vision meets us on the heights
In the luminous wideness of the Spirit’s gaze.
At last there wakes in us a witness Soul
That looks at truths unseen and scans the Unknown;
Then all assumes a new and marvelous face.
(Savitri, Book 2
Canto 5)
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