In what insignia the song appears, I’m not sure. Ancient hymns resound in the temples around. The town follows its daily lesson.
SANDHYA VANDANAM
Silently, I bow to his authority. You then see a coppery light descend over me.
MUSIC WITHOUT SHADOWS
As I enter my room, it greets me like a still-life painting of a mythical lake. Like a gentle Himalayan breeze, I spray myself with a perfume of joy.