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Vital aspiration for the union with the Divine

It raises straight up in an intense and concentrated movement

All-love was hers and its one heavenly cord
Bound all to all with her as golden tie.

Savitri

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Is it not a supreme sacrifice for the Divine to renounce the beatitude of His unity in order to create the painful multiplicity of the world?

Thus in the silent chamber of her soul
Cloistering her love to live with secret grief
She dwelt like a dumb priest with hidden gods
Unappeased by the wordless offering of her days,
Lifting to them her sorrow like frankincense,
Her life the altar, herself the sacrifice.
Savitri
(Flowers and Messages, Sri Aurobindo Ashram Trust, Puducherry)



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