All creation is her endless act

Savitri: Book 2 Canto 14 Section 3 Part 1 In a slumber of the voices of the world He of the eternal moment grew aware; His knowledge stripped bare of the garbs of sense Knew by identity without thought or word; His being saw itself without its veils, Life’s line fell from the spirit’s infinity. Along a road of pure interior light, Alone between tremendous Presences, Under the watching eyes of nameless Gods, His soul passed on, a single conscious power, Towards the end which ever begins again, Approaching through a stillness dumb and calm To the source of all things human and divine. There he beheld in their mighty union’s poise The figure of the deathless Two-in-One, A single being in two bodies clasped, A diarchy of two united souls, Seated absorbed in deep creative joy; Their trance of bliss sustained the mobile world. Behind them in a morning dusk One stood Who brought them forth from the Unknowable. Ever disguised she awaits the seeking spirit; Watcher on the supreme unreachable peaks, Guide of the traveller of the unseen paths, She guards the austere approach to the Alone. At the beginning of each far-spread plane Pervading with her power the cosmic suns She reigns, inspirer of its multiple works And thinker of the symbol of its scene. Above them all she stands supporting all, The sole omnipotent Goddess ever-veiled Of whom the world is the inscrutable mask; The ages are the footfalls of her tread, Their happenings the figure of her thoughts, And all creation is her endless act.