दो पथ | SM 041

We read the following passages from Savitri: "Till then must life carry its seed of deathAnd sorrow's plaint be heard in the slow Night. O mortal, bear this great world's law of pain, In thy hard passage through a suffering world Lean for thy soul's support on Heaven's strength, Turn towards high Truth, aspire to love and peace. A little bliss is lent thee from above, A touch divine upon thy human days. Make of thy daily way a pilgrimage, For through small joys and griefs thou mov'st towards God. Haste not towards Godhead on a dangerous road, Open not thy doorways to a nameless Power, Climb not to Godhead by the Titan's road. Against the Law he pits his single will, Across its way he throws his pride of might. Heavenward he clambers on a stair of storms Aspiring to live near the deathless sun. He strives with a giant strength to wrest by force From life and Nature the immortals' right; He takes by storm the world and fate and heaven. He comes not to the high World-maker's seat, He waits not for the outstretched hand of God To raise him out of his mortality.'