535. Music

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When I play music

I know for sure someone is there

To listen to my music.

No matter what music I play,

Whether Heavenly or earthly,

Sublime or deadly,

There is someone to listen to my music.

There is God.

When God plays His Cosmic Music

Day in and day out from time immemorial,

I enjoy and fulfil

The strongest adamantine demands

Of my inconscience-deep.

I sleep and snore and snore and sleep,

Nadir of universal futility.

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From:Sri Chinmoy,The Wings of Light, part 11, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974
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