Savitri: a Legend and a Symbol by Sri Aurobindo. Reading from Book 1, Canto 1 The Symbol Dawn

0:02 Reading from sabitri, a legend and a symbol, by SRI aurobindo book. One Canto, one, the symbol Dawn. It was the hour before the gods awake. Across the path of the Divine event. The huge foreboding mind of night alone in her unlit Temple of Eternity. Lay stretched immobile upon silence, Marge. Almost one felt opaque impenetrable in the sombre symbol of her eyeless, Muse the abysm of the un-- bodied, infinite, a fathomless zero occupied the world. A power of Fallen boundless self awake between the first and the last nothingness recalling.

1:02 The tenebrous womb from which it came turned from the insoluble mystery of birth. And the tardy process of mortality. And longed to reach its end in vacant not. As in a dark, beginning of all things, a mute feature list, semblance of the unknown repeating forever, the unconscious act prolonging forever, the unseeing will cradled the cosmic drowse of ignorant Force, whose moved creative Slumber, Kindles the sons and Carries our lives in its somnambulist world.

1:50 Athwart. The vein enormous trance of space, it's formless stupor without mind or life, a shadow spinning through a soulless void thrown back once more into unthinking dreams. Earth, we old abandoned in the hollow gulf's. Forgetful of her spirit. And her fate, the impassive skies were neutral. Empty still. Then something in the inscrutable Darkness stirred, a nameless movement and unthought idea, insistent to satisfied without a name, Something that wished but knew not how to be teased the incontinent to wake ignorance. A throw that came and left a quivering Trace gave room for an old tired, want unfilled at peace and it's subconscient moonless cave to raise its head and look for apps and light straining closed eyes or vanished memory like one who searches for a bygone self.

3:13 And only meets the corpse of his desire. It was as though even in this knots profound, even in this ultimate dissolution score there. Lurked an done remembering entity Survivor of a slain and buried past condemned to resume the effort and the Pang Reviving in another frustrate world. And unshaped Consciousness. Desired light And a blank prescient urine towards distant change as if a child like finger laid on a cheek reminded of the Endless. Need in things.

3:56 The heedless mother of the universe and infant longing clutched the sombre vast. Insensibly somewhere. A breach began a long loan line of hesitating Hue, like a vague smiled, tempting, a desert heart troubled. The far rim of life's obscure sleep. Arrived from the other side of boundlessness, and I have deity peered through the dumb. Deeps, a scout in a reconnaissance from the sun. It's it seemed amid a heavy Cosmic, rest the torpor of a sick, and weary world to seek for a spirit soul and desolate to Fallen to recollect, forgotten Bliss. Intervening in a Mindless Universe. Its message, crept Through The Reluctant hush calling the adventure of Consciousness and joy and conquering nature, Nature's disillusion, breast compelled renewed consent to see and feel A thought was sown in the unsounded void. A sense was born within the darkness depths a memory quivered in the heart of time as if a soul long-dead were moved to live.

5:26 But the Oblivion that succeeds the fall had blotted, the crowded tablets of the past and all that was destroyed must be rebuilt. And old experience, labored out once more. All can be done if the God touches their a hope stole in that hardly dared to be amid. The knights forlorn indifference as if solicited in an alien world with timid and hazardous instinctive Grace orphaned and driven out to seek a home and errant Marvel with no place to live into a far-off. No, talk of Heaven.

6:12 There came The slow miraculous gestures dim appeal, the persistent thrill of a transfiguring, touch persuaded the inert black quietude and beauty and wonder Disturbed the fields of God. I wandering hand of pale and chanted light, that glowed. A long of fading moments Brink fixed with gold panel and opalescent, hinge a gate of Dreams a jar on Mysteries, Verge one Lucent Corner, windowing hidden things, forced the world. Blind immensity to sight The darkness failed and slipped like a falling cloak from the reclining body of a god. Then through the pallid.

7:06 Riff that seemed at first hardly enough for a trickle from the sun's out poured, the Revelation and the flame. Then through the pallid. Riff that seemed at first hardly enough for a trickle from the sun's out poured, the Revelation and the flame.