CHAPTERL
chapterl
i.126.muralîbajatakhandsadâye
thefluteoftheinfiniteisplayedwithoutceasing,andits
soundislove:
whenloverenouncesalllimits,itreachestruth.
howwidelythefragrancespreads!ithasnoend,nothingstands
initsway.
theformofthismelodyisbrightlikeamillionsuns:
incomparablysoundsthevina,thevinaofthenotesoftruth.