CHAPTERL

chapterl

i.126.muralîbajatakhandsadâye

thefluteoftheinfiniteisplayedwithoutceasing,andits

soundislove:

whenloverenouncesalllimits,itreachestruth.

howwidelythefragrancespreads!ithasnoend,nothingstands

initsway.

theformofthismelodyisbrightlikeamillionsuns:

incomparablysoundsthevina,thevinaofthenotesoftruth.