Afterwards, some even lowered their height until they were only a metre above the ground. How they were flying! Hundreds — flying this way, flying that way — and they gave us so much joy. Even some birds — I could not believe it — were flying at a lower height than the height of our car. It was very beautiful, very beautiful.
It was around 6:45. Perhaps one day you will see these white birds. There were so many, and very happily they were flying. For me, it was a unique experience. I never before had that experience of white birds flying.
5 February 2002
Kota Kinabulu, Sabah, MalaysiaFrom:Sri Chinmoy,The Canvas of Time, Madal Bal, Czech Republic, 2019
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