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Seated in this great vault of a cathedral
Feeling that people around me were meditating
There was stillness and peacefulness
The artist *Shri Chinmoy began playing
The unusual triple bamboo gourd flute.
At first nothing much seemed to be happening
Then my mind quieted and my heart opened a little.
Began to feel something peaceful higher world
His melodies simple, I knew nothing about virtuosity
But somehow evoked a meditative inner quality.
Ah, the silence is the nest and music is the bird
All peace, all joy and all confidence inside the nest
And from there the music-bird comes out
And flies over this, my meditative world
The seven higher worlds and seven lower worlds
Each world has music of its own and a note of its own
My inner climbs up high, higher and highest
And then enters into something beyond
Helping me, molding me into transcendental image
When I hear this soulful music
An inner thrill from soles of my feet to crown of head
A river flowing through me. a river of consciousness
And this consciousness is all the time illumined.
Shri Chinmoy is the indian Flute Player.