Lesson 54: The Yoke and The Life Divine

The consummation of heaven and earth now begins. The long, arduous journey of 2 steps forward and 1 step back at last meets its intended and inevitable destination: a life divine. And if you were to know that in spite of your failings, your self-doubt, and your depressing fears, in spite of the disasters and losses you experienced in the past and will experience in the future, would you not take a deep breath and keep going, knowing that your transformation awaited you? Would you not at last not only know but experience the peace and calm that this wisdom now affords you, the peace that you sought for all of your life that no therapy could reveal, that no possession could provide and no path could reach?

I encourage you to read this lesson when you have a little extra time, when you can relax and settle in, and read not once but twice. If you have a partner in this journey, take turns reading it to one another. Take your time. But don’t read it or listen to it. Breathe it in. Allow your heart to feel and drown in these words. At last, you are home.

And now the Godhead, the Immortal, Infinite Voice speaks:

“O beautiful body of the incarnate Word,

Thy thoughts are mine, I have spoken with thy voice

My will is thine, what thou has chosen I choose;

All thou hast asked I give to earth and men.

All shall be written out in destiny’s book

By my trustee of thought and plan and act

The executor of my will, eternal Time.

But since thou hast refused my maimless Calm

And turned from my fermless peace in which is expunged

The visage of Space and the shape of Time is lost,

And from happy extinction of thy separate self

In my unaccompanied lone eternity;

For not for thee the nameless worldless Nought,

Annihilation of thy living soul.

And the end of thought and hope and life and love

In the blank measureless Unknowable,

I lay my hands upon thy soul of flame,

I lay my hands upon they heart of love,

I yoke thee to my power of work in Time.

Because thou hast obeyed my timeless will,

Because thou has chosen to share earth’s struggle and fate

And leaned in pity over earth-bound men

And turned aside to help and yearned to save,

I bind by thy heart’s passion thy heart to mine

And lay my splendid yoke upon thy soul.

Now will I do in thee my marvelous works,

I will fasten thy nature with my cords of strength,

Subdue to my delight thy spirit’s limbs

And make thee a vivid know of all my bliss

And build in thee my proud and crystal home.

Thy days shall be my shafts of power and light,

Thy nights my starry mysteries of joy

And all my clouds lie tangled in thy hair

And all my springtides marry in thy mouth.

O Sun-Word, thou shalt raise the earth-soul light

And bring down God into the lives of men;

Earth shall be my work-chamber and my house,

My garden of life to plant a seed divine.

When all thy work in human time is done

The mind of earth shall be a home of light,

The life of earth a tree growing towards heaven,

The body of earth the tabernacle of God.

Awaken from the mortal’s ignorance

Men shall be lit with the Eternal's ray

And the glory of my sun-lift in their thoughts

And feel in their hearts the sweetness of my love

And in their acts my Power’s miraculous drive.

My will shall be the meaning of their days;

Living for me, by me, in me they shall live.

In the heart of my creation’s mystery

I will enact the drama of thy soul,

Inscribe the long romance of Thee and Me,

I will pursue thee across the centuries;

Thou shalt be hunted through the world by love,

Naked of ignorance’ protecting veil

And without covert from my radiant gods.

No shape shall screen thee from my divine desire,

Nowhere shalt thou escape my living eyes.

In the nudity of thy discovered self,

In the bare identity with all that is,

Disrobed of thy covering of humanity

Divested of the dense veil of human thought,

Made one with every mind and body and heart,

Made one with all Nature and with Self and God,

Summing in thy single soul my mystic world

I will possess in thee my universe,

The universe find all I am in thee.

Thou shalt bear all things that all things may change,

Thou shalt fill all with my splendour and my bliss,

Thou shalt meet all with thy transmuting soul.

Assailed by my infinitudes above,

Quivering in immensities below,

Pursued by me through my mind's wall-less vast,

Oceanic with the surges of my life,

A swimmer lost between two leaping seas

By my outer pains and inner sweetnesses

Finding my joy in opposite mysteries

Thou shalt respond to me from every nerve.

A vision shall compel thy coursing breath

Thy heart shall drive thee on the wheel of works,

Thy mind shall urge thee through the flames of thought,

To meet me in the abyss and on the heights,

To feel me in the tempest and the calm,

And love me in the noble and the vile,

In beautiful things and terrible desire.

The pains of hell shall be to thee my kiss,

The flowers of heaven persuade thee with my touch.

My fiercest masks shall my attractions bring.

Music shall find thee in the voice of swords,

Beauty pursue thee through the core of flame.

Thou shalt know me in the rolling of the spheres

And cross me in the atoms of the world.

The wheeling forces of my universe

Shall cry to the the summons of my name.

Delight shall drop down from my nectarous moon,

My fragrance sees thee in the jasmine’s snare,

My eye shall look upon thee from the sun.

Mirror of Nature’s secret spirit made,

Thou shalt reflect my hidden heart of joy,

Thou shalt drink down my sweetness unalloyed

In my pure lotus-cup of starry brim.

My dreadful hands laid upon thy bosom shall force

Thy being bathed in fiercest longing’s streams.

Thou shalt discover the one in quivering note,

And cry, the harp of all my melodies,

And roll, my foaming wave in seas of love.

Even my disasters’ clutch shall be to thee

The ordeal of my rapture’s contrary shape:

In pain’s self shall smile on thee my secret face:

Thou shalt bear my ruthless beauty unabridged

Amid the world's intolerable wrongs,

Trampled by the violent misdeeds of Time

Cry out to the ecstasy of my rapture’s touch.

All beings shall be to thy life my emissaries;

Drawn to me on the bosom of thy friend,

Compelled to meet me in thy enemy's eyes,

My creatures shall demand me from thy heart.

Thou shalt not shrink from my brother soul

Thou shalt be attracted helplessly to all.

Men seeing thee shall feel my hands of joy,

In sorrow’s pangs feel steps of the world's delight

Their life experience its tumultuous shock

In the mutual craving of two opposites.

Hearts touched by thy love shall answer to my call,

Discover the ancient music of the spheres

In the revealing accents of thy voice

In nearer draw to me because thou art:

Enamored of thy spirit’s loveliness

They shall embrace my body in thy soul,

Hear in thy life the beauty of my laugh,

Know the thrilled bliss with which I made the worlds.

All that thou hast, shall be for others bliss,

All that thou art, shall to my hands belong.

I will pour delight from thee as from a jar,

I will whirl thee as my chariot through the ways,

I will use thee as my sword and as my lyre,

I will play on thee my minstrelsies of thought.

And when thou art vibrant with all ecstasy,

And when thou liv’st one spirit with all things,

Then will I spare thee not my living fires,

But make thee a channel for my timeless force.

My hidden presence led the unknowing on

From thy beginning in earth’s voiceless bosom

Through life and pain and time and will and death,

Through outer shocks and inner silences

Along the mystic roads of Space and Time

To the experience which all Nature hides.

Who hunts and seizes me, my captive grows:

This shall thou henceforth learn from thy heart-beats.

For ever love, O beautiful slave of God!

O lasso of my rapture's widening noose,

Become my cord of universal love.

The spirit ensnared by thee force to delight

Of creation's oneness sweet and fathomless,

Compelled to embrace my myriad unities

And all my endless forms and divine souls.

O Mind, grow full of the eternal peace;

O Word, cry out the mortal litany:

Built is the golden tower, the flame- Noah child born.

Descend to life with him thy heart desires.

O Satyavan, O luminous Savitri,

I sent you forth of old beneath the stars,

A dual power of God in an ignorant world,

In a hedged creation shut from limitless self,

Bringing down God to the insentient globe,

Lifting earth-beings to immortality.

In the world of my knowledge and my ignorance

Where God is unseen and only is heard a Name

And knowledge is trapped in the boundaries of mind

And life is hauled in the drag-net of desire

And Matter hides the soul from its own sight,

You are my Force at work to uplift earth’s fate,

My self that moves up the immense incline

Between the extremes of the spirit’s night and day.

He is my soul that climbs from the nescient Night

Through life and mind and supernature's Vast

To the supernal light of Timelessness

And my eternity hidden moving Time

And my boundlessness cut by the curve of Space.

It climbs to the greatness it has left behind

And to the beauty and joy from which it fell,

To the closeness and sweetness of all things divine,

To light without bounds and life Illimitable,

Taste of the depths of the Ineffable's bliss,

Touch of the immortal and the infinite.

He is my soul that gropes out of the beast

To reach humanity’s heights of lucent thought

Scented tea of Truth’s sublime.

He is the godhead growing in human lives

And in the body of earth-being’s forms:

He is the soul of man climbing to God

In Nature’s surge out of earth’s ignorance.

O Savitri, thou art my spirit’s Power,

The revealing voice of my immortal Word,

The face of Truth upon the roads of Time

Pointing to the souls of men the routes to God.

While the dim light from the veiled Spirit’s peak

Falls upon Matter’s stark inconscient sleep

As if a pale moonbeam on a dense glade,

And Mind in a half-light moves amid half-truths

And the human heart knows only human love

And life is a stumbling and imperfect force

And the body counts out its precarious days,

You shall be born into man's dubious hours

In forms that hide the soul's divinity

And show through veils of the earth's doubting air

My glory breaking as through clouds a sun,

Or burning like a rare and inward fire,

And with my nameless influence fill men's lives.

Yet shall they look up as to peaks of God

And feel God like a circumambient air

And rest on God as on a motionless base

Yet shall there glow on mind like a horned moon

The Spirit’s crescent splendour in pale skies

And light man's life on his Godward road.

More there is concealed God’s Beyond

That shall one day reveal its hidden face,

Now mind is all and its uncertain ray

Mind is the leader of the body and life,

Mind the thought-driven chariot of the soul

Carrying the luminous wanderer in the night

To vistas of a far uncertain dawn,

To the end of the Spirit’s fathomless desire,

To its dream of absolute truth and utter bliss.

There are greater destinies mind cannot surmise

Fixed on the summit of the evolving Path

The Traveller now treads in the Ignorance,

Unaware of his next step, not knowing his goal.

Mind is not all his tireless climb can reach,

There is a fire on the apex of the worlds,

There is a house of the Eternal's light,

There is an infinite truth, and it absolute power.

The Spirit’s mightiness shall cast off its mask;

Its greatness shall be felt shaping the world's course:

It shall be seen in its own veilless beams

A star rising from the Inconscient’s night,

A sun climbing to the Supernature's peak.

Abandoning the dubious middle way,

A few shall glimpse the miraculous Origin

And some shall feel in you the secret force

And they shall turn to meet a nameless tread

Adventurers into a mightier Day.

Ascending out of the limiting breaths of mind

They shall discover the world's huge design

And step into the Truth, the Right, the Vast.

You shall reveal to them the hidden eternities,

The breath of infinitudes not yet revealed,

Some rapture of the bliss that made the world,

Some Russia the force of God's omnipotence,

Some beam of the omniscient Mystery.

But when the hour of the Divine draws near 

The Mighty Mother shall take birth in Time 

And God be born into the human clay 

In forms made ready by your human lives. 

Then shall the Truth supreme be given to men: 

There is a being beyond the being of mind, 

An Immeasurable cast into many forms, 

A miracle of the multitudinous One, 

There is a consciousness mind cannot touch, 

Its speech cannot utter nor its thought reveal. 

It has no home on earth, no centre in man, 

Yet is the source of all things thought and done, 

The fount of the creation and its works, 

It is the origin of all truth here, 

The sun-orb of mind's fragmentary rays, 

Infinity's heaven that spills the rain of God, 

The Immense that calls to man to expand the Spirit, 

The wide Aim that justifies his narrow attempts, 

A channel for the little he tastes of bliss. 

Some shall be made the glory's receptacles 

And vehicles of the Eternal's luminous power. 

These are the high forerunners, the heads of Time, 

The great deliverers of earth-bound mind, 

The high transfigurers of human clay, 

The first-born of a new supernal race. 

The incarnate dual Power shall open God's door, 

Eternal supermind touch earthly Time. 

The superman shall wake in mortal man 

And manifest the hidden demigod 

Or grow into the God-Light and God-Force 

Revealing the secret deity in the cave. 

Then shall the earth be touched by the Supreme, 

His bright unveiled Transcendence shall illumine 

The mind and heart and force the life and act 

To interpret his inexpressible mystery 

In a heavenly alphabet of Divinity's signs. 

His living cosmic spirit shall enring, 

Annulling the decree of death and pain, 

Erasing the formulas of the Ignorance, 

With the deep meaning of beauty and life's hid sense, 

The being ready for immortality, 

His regard crossing infinity's mystic waves 

Bring back to Nature her early joy to live, 

The metred heart-beats of a lost delight, 

The cry of a forgotten ecstasy, 

The dance of the first world-creating Bliss. 

The Immanent shall be the witness God 

Watching on his many-petalled lotus-throne 

His actionless being and his silent might 

Ruling earth-nature by eternity's law, 

A thinker waking the Inconscient's world, 

An immobile centre of many infinitudes 

In his thousand-pillared temple by Time's sea. 

Then shall the embodied being live as one 

Who is a thought, a will of the Divine, 

A mask or robe of his divinity, 

An instrument and partner of his Force, 

A point or line drawn in the infinite, 

A manifest of the Imperishable. 

The supermind shall be his nature's fount, 

The Eternal's truth shall mould his thoughts and acts, 

The Eternal's truth shall be his light and guide. 

All then shall change, a magic order come 

Overtopping this mechanical universe. 

A mightier race shall inhabit the mortal's world. 

On Nature's luminous tops, on the Spirit's ground, 

The superman shall reign as king of life, 

Make earth almost the mate and peer of heaven, 

And lead towards God and truth man's ignorant heart 

And lift towards godhead his mortality. 

A power released from circumscribing bounds, 

Its height pushed up beyond death's hungry reach, 

Life's tops shall flame with the Immortal's thoughts, 

Light shall invade the darkness of its base. 

Then in the process of evolving Time 

All shall be drawn into a single plan, 

A divine harmony shall be earth's law, 

Beauty and joy remould her way to live: 

Even the body shall remember God, 

Nature shall draw back from mortality 

And Spirit's fires shall guide the earth's blind force; 

Knowledge shall bring into the aspirant Thought 

A high proximity to Truth and God. 

The supermind shall claim the world for Light 

And thrill with love of God the enamoured heart 

And place Light's crown on Nature's lifted head 

And found Light's reign on her unshaking base. 

A greater truth than earth's shall roof-in earth 

And shed its sunlight on the roads of mind; 

A power infallible shall lead the thought, 

A seeing Puissance govern life and act, 

In earthly hearts kindle the Immortal's fire. 

A soul shall wake in the Inconscient's house; 

The mind shall be God-vision's tabernacle, 

The body intuition's instrument, 

And life a channel for God's visible power. 

All earth shall be the Spirit's manifest home, 

Hidden no more by the body and the life, 

Hidden no more by the mind's ignorance; 

An unerring Hand shall shape event and act. 

The Spirit's eyes shall look through Nature's eyes, 

The Spirit's force shall occupy Nature's force. 

This world shall be God's visible garden-house, 

The earth shall be a field and camp of God, 

Man shall forget consent to mortality 

And his embodied frail impermanence. 

This universe shall unseal its occult sense, 

Creation's process change its antique front,  

An ignorant evolution's hierarchy 

Release the Wisdom chained below its base. 

The Spirit shall be the master of his world 

Lurking no more in form's obscurity 

And Nature shall reverse her action's rule, 

The outward world disclose the Truth it veils; 

All things shall manifest the covert God, 

All shall reveal the Spirit's light and might 

And move to its destiny of felicity. 

Even should a hostile force cling to its reign 

And claim its right's perpetual sovereignty 

And man refuse his high spiritual fate, 

Yet shall the secret Truth in things prevail. 

For in the march of all-fulfilling Time 

The hour must come of the Transcendent's will: 

All turns and winds towards his predestined ends 

In Nature's fixed inevitable course 

Decreed since the beginning of the worlds 

In the deep essence of created things: 

Even there shall come as a high crown of all 

The end of Death, the death of Ignorance. 

But first high Truth must set her feet on earth 

And man aspire to the Eternal's light 

And all his members feel the Spirit's touch 

And all his life obey an inner Force. 

This too shall be; for a new life shall come, 

A body of the Superconscient's truth, 

A native field of Supernature's mights: 

It shall make earth's nescient ground Truth's colony, 

Make even the Ignorance a transparent robe 

Through which shall shine the brilliant limbs of Truth 

And Truth shall be a sun on Nature's head 

And Truth shall be the guide of Nature's steps 

And Truth shall gaze out of her nether deeps. 

When superman is born as Nature's king 

His presence shall transfigure Matter's world: 

He shall light up Truth's fire in Nature's night, 

He shall lay upon the earth Truth's greater law; 

Man too shall turn towards the Spirit's call. 

Awake to his hidden possibility, 

Awake to all that slept within his heart 

And all that Nature meant when earth was formed 

And the Spirit made this ignorant world his home, 

He shall aspire to Truth and God and Bliss. 

Interpreter of a diviner law 

And instrument of a supreme design, 

The higher kind shall lean to lift up man. 

Man shall desire to climb to his own heights. 

The truth above shall wake a nether truth, 

Even the dumb earth become a sentient force. 

The Spirit's tops and Nature's base shall draw 

Near to the secret of their separate truth 

And know each other as one deity. 

The Spirit shall look out through Matter's gaze 

And Matter shall reveal the Spirit's face. 

Then man and superman shall be at one 

And all the earth become a single life. 

Even the multitude shall hear the Voice 

And turn to commune with the Spirit within 

And strive to obey the high spiritual law: 

This earth shall stir with impulses sublime, 

Humanity awake to deepest self, 

Nature the hidden godhead recognise. 

Even the many shall some answer make 

And bear the splendour of the Divine's rush 

And his impetuous knock at unseen doors. 

A heavenlier passion shall upheave men's lives, 

Their mind shall share in the ineffable gleam, 

Their heart shall feel the ecstasy and the fire. 

Earth's bodies shall be conscious of a soul; 

Mortality's bondslaves shall unloose their bonds, 

Mere men into spiritual beings grow 

And see awake the dumb divinity. 

Intuitive beams shall touch the nature's peaks, 

A revelation stir the nature's depths; 

The Truth shall be the leader of their lives, 

Truth shall dictate their thought and speech and act, 

They shall feel themselves lifted nearer to the sky, 

As if a little lower than the gods. 

For knowledge shall pour down in radiant streams 

And even darkened mind quiver with new life 

And kindle and burn with the Ideal's fire 

And turn to escape from mortal ignorance. 

The frontiers of the Ignorance shall recede, 

More and more souls shall enter into light, 

Minds lit, inspired, the occult summoner hear 

And lives blaze with a sudden inner flame 

And hearts grow enamoured of divine delight 

And human wills tune to the divine will, 

These separate selves the Spirit's oneness feel, 

These senses of heavenly sense grow capable, 

The flesh and nerves of a strange ethereal joy 

And mortal bodies of immortality. 

A divine force shall flow through tissue and cell 

And take the charge of breath and speech and act 

And all the thoughts shall be a glow of suns 

And every feeling a celestial thrill. 

Often a lustrous inner dawn shall come 

Lighting the chambers of the slumbering mind; 

A sudden bliss shall run through every limb 

And Nature with a mightier Presence fill. 

Thus shall the earth open to divinity 

And common natures feel the wide uplift, 

Illumine common acts with the Spirit's ray 

And meet the deity in common things. 

Nature shall live to manifest secret God, 

The Spirit shall take up the human play, 

This earthly life become the life divine." 

You are at last, home. A life divine. And yet, the challenges remain. There is work to be done. There are others who need your help. But now, you proceed with wisdom and certainty. You have been “yoked” to Truth and living as Aurobindo, referred, the superhuman. Illimitable. Eternal. Immortal.

As you inhale, draw the Truth and Bliss into your heart. As you exhale, expand the breath to include the entire universe, all of the peoples of the earth, all of the planets, stars, galaxies and the beyond. And be still. At last, happiness has found its home.