Ludwig Van Beethoven
You as the seed,You as the plant,
You as a huge tree
With an inimitable variety
Of flowers and fruits
Are indeed the grandeur-expression
Of Infinity's power-fragrance.
This world of ours and its heart are absolutely at one with the admirer-mourner-woman at your funeral:
"They are burying the general of the musicians."
Sri Chinmoy, Music: ecstasy's heart-hunger, Agni Press, 1994
