Savitri

   Onward she passed seeking the soul's mystic cave.
   At first she stepped into a night of God.
   The light was quenched that helps the labouring world,
   The power that struggles and stumbles in our life;
   This inefficient mind gave up its thoughts,
   The striving heart its unavailing hopes.
   All Knowledge failed and the Idea's forms,
   And Wisdom screened in awe her lowly head
   Feeling a Truth too great for thought or speech,
   Fomrless, ineffable, for ever the same.
   An innocent and holy Ignorance
   Adored like one who worships formless God
   The unseen light she could not claim nor own.

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