Readings in Sri Aurobindo's Savitri: a Legend and a Symbol from book VI, Canto II: The Way of Fate and the Problem of Pain

0:02 Was then the Sun a dream because there is night. Hidden in The Mortals heart. The Eternal lives. He lives secret in the chamber of thy Soul, a light shines there, nor pain, or grief can cross a Darkness stands between thyself and him. Thou canst not hear, or feel The Marvelous guest accounts. Not see the beatific son. Oh, Queen though, I thought is a light of the ignorance. It's brilliant curtain hides from the God's face. It'll umm the world born from the incontinence but hides The Immortals meaning in the world die mines light hides from Thee.

0:50 The Eternal thought the hearts hopes hide from Thee. The eternals will Earth Joy shut from Thee. The Immortals Bliss. Then throws the need of a dark. Intruding God, the world's dread teacher, the Creator pain. We're ignorant. Is there suffering too must come? That grief is a cry of Darkness to the light. Pain was the firstborn of the incontinence which was they bodies dumb original base. Already slept there. Pain subcontinent shape a shadow in a shadowy tenebrous womb till life shall move.

1:37 It waits to wake and be In one call with joy came forth, the Dreadful power. In life's pressed. It was born. Hiding its twin but pain came first, then only joy could be Pain. Plowed, the first hard ground of the World, drowse by pain. A spirit started from the clawed by pain life stirred. In the subliminal deep in turned, submerged hidden is matters. Trance awoke to itself. The dreamer sleeping mind, it made a visible realm out of its dreams. It drew it shapes from the sub-continent depths Then turn to look upon the world.

2:26 It had made by pain and joy. The bright and tenebrous twins the inanimate World perceived its sentient soul else, had the incontinent never suffered change. Pain is the Hammer of the Gods to break a dead resistance in The Mortals, heart his slow inertia as of living Stone. If the heart were not forced to want and weep, his soul would have Lain down content at ease and never thought to exceed the Human start and never learned to climb towards the sun.

3:09 This Earth is full of Labor packed with pain. Throes of an endless birth. Coerce her still, the Century's end. The ages vainly passed. And yet the God had in her is not born the ancient mother faces all with joy calls for the Ardent Pang. The grandiose thrill for with pain and labor. All creation comes This Earth is full of the anguish of the Gods ever. They travailed driven by X goad and streamed strive to work out. The Eternal will and shape the life. Divine in Mortal forms, his will must be worked out in human breasts against the evil that rises from the golf's against the world's ignorance and it's obstinate strength Against The Stumbling out of man's Vert will against the Deep Folly of his human mind against the blind reluctance of his heart. The spirit is doomed to paint ill. Man is free.

4:23 There is a clamor of battle, a tramp of March I cry a rising like a moaning, see a desperate laughter under the blows of death, a doom of blood and sweat, and toil and tears. Men died, that man may live and God be born. And awful silence watches tragic time. Pain is the hand of nature. Sculpturing men to Greatness and inspired labor chisels with Heavenly cruelty and unwilling mold implacable in the passion of their will lifting. The Hammers of Titanic toil the demiurges of the universe work.

5:07 They shape with drunk giant Strokes. Their own. Their sons are marked with their enormous. Amos stamp of fire, although the shaping God's tremendous touch is torture unbearable to Mortal nerves. The fiery Spirit, grows in strength within and feels a joy in every Titan Pang. He who would save himself lived bear and calm. He who would save the race must share its pain. This, he shall know who obeys that grandiose urge. The great who came to save this suffering world and rescue Out of Time shadow and the law. Must pass beneath the Yoke of grief and pain. They're caught by the wheel that they had hoped to break on their shoulders.

6:03 They must bear man's load of Fate Heavens riches. They bring their sufferings count the price. Or they pay the gift of knowledge with their lives. The Son of God, born as the son of man has drunk. The bitter cup owned godheads dead. The death Eternal owes to the Fallen kind his will has bound to death and struggling life that yearns in vain for rest and endless. Peace. Now is the debt, paid wiped off. The original score, the Eternal suffers in a human form. He has signed salvations Testament with his blood. He has opened the doors of his undying piece. The deity, compensates, the creatures claimed the Creator Bears, the law of pain and death, a retribution smites, the Incarnate God, his love has paved The Mortals Road To Heaven.

7:10 He has given his life and light to balance here, the dark account of mortal ignorance. It is finished. The dread mysterious sacrifice offered by God's martyred body for the world Gethsemane and Calvary are his lot. He carries the cross on which man soul is nailed. His escort is the curses of the crowd insult, and jeer are his rights. Acknowledgement two thieves, slain with him, mock his mighty death. He is trod with bleeding brow, the savior's way.

7:52 He has found his identity with God, pays with the body's death, his Souls vast light, his knowledge Immortal triumphs by his death. June, quartered on the scaffold, as he falls, is crucified voice proclaims. I am God, Yes, all is God peels back. Heaven's deathless call. Yes, all is God peels back. Heaven's deathless call.