Readings in Sri Aurobindo's Savitri: A Legend and a Symbol, Book III, Canto 3

0:01 Then suddenly, there came a downward look, as if a sea exploring its own depth, a living oneness, widened at its core and joined him to unnumbered multitudes. A bliss, a light, a power, a flame. White love caught all in its sole immense embrace. Existence found its truth on oneness breast and each became the self and space of all the great world. Rhythms were heartbeats of 1 soul. To feel was a flame discovery of God.

0:45 All mind was a single harp of many strings, all life a song of many. Meeting lives for worlds were many, but the self was one. This knowledge now was made a cosmos seed. This seed was cased in the safety of the light. It needed not a sheath of ignorance. Then from the trance of that tremendous clasp, and from the throbbings of that single heart, and from the naked spirits victory, a new and marvelous creation, rose incalculable outflowing infinitudes, laughing out an unmeasured happiness, live there innumerable unity, worlds where the being is unbound and wide bodied.

1:38 Unthinkably the egoless self rapture of beatific energies join time to the timeless poles of a single joy. White vasts were seen where all is wrapped in all. There were no contraries, no sundered parts. All by spiritual links were joined to all and bound indissolubly to the One. Each was unique, but took all lives as his own, and following out these tones of the infinite recognized in himself. The universe, a splendid center of infinities, were all pushed to its zenith's height, Its last expanse felt the divinity of its own self, bliss repeated in its numberless other selves. It took up tirelessly into its scope persons and figures of the impersonal, as if prolonging in a ceaseless count, in a rapturous multiplication sum, the recurring decimals of eternity.

2:56 None was a part. None lived for himself alone. Each lived for God in him, and God in all. Each soleness inexpressibly held the whole. Their oneness was not tied to monotone. It showed 1000 aspects of itself, its column immutable stability up bore on a changeless ground forever safe, compelled to a spontaneous servitude. The ever changing incalculable steps, the seeming reckless dances, subtle plan of immense world forces in their perfect play appearance look back to its hidden truth and made of difference. One smiling play.

3:49 It made all persons fractions of the unique, yet all were beings secret integers. All struggle was turned to a sweet strife of love in the harmonized circle of a sure embrace identities. Reconciling happiness gave a rich security to difference. On a meeting line of hazardous extremes. The game of games was played to its breaking point where through self finding by divine self loss there leaps out Unity's supreme delight, whose blissful undivided sweetness feels a communality of the absolute.

4:35 There was no sob of suffering anywhere. Experience ran from point to point of joy. Bliss was the pure undying truth of things. All nature was a conscious front of God. A wisdom worked in all self moved self sure, a plenitude of illimitable light and authenticity, of intuitive truths, a glory and passion of creative force, infallible, leaping from eternity. The moment's thought inspired the passing act. A word, a laughter sprang from silence breast. A rhythm of beauty in the calm of space, A knowledge in the fathomless heart of time.

5:30 All turned to all without reserves recoil a single ecstasy without a break. Love was a close and thrilled identity in the throbbing heart of all that luminous life. A universal vision that unites A sympathy of nerve replying to nerve hearing, that listens to thoughts inner sound and follows the rhythmic meanings of the heart. A touch that needs not hands to feel, to clasp where they're the native means of consciousness and heightened the intimacy of soul with soul. A grand orchestra of spiritual powers, a diapazon of soul. Interchange harmonized.

6:22 A oneness deep, immeasurable in these new worlds projected. He became a portion of the universal gaze, a station of the all inhabiting light, a ripple on a single sea of peace. His mind answered to countless communing minds. His words were syllables of the cosmos, speech, his life, a field of the vast cosmic stir. He felt the footsteps of a million wills moving in unison to a single goal, a stream, ever newborn, that never dies, caught in its thousandfold currents, ravishing flow with eddies of immortal sweetness.

7:10 Thrilled, he bore, coiling through his members as they passed, calm movements of interminable delight, the bliss of a myriad myriads who are one.