The flute of the Infinite is played without ceasing,
and its sound is love:
When love renounces all limits, it reaches truth.
How widely the fragrance spreads! It has no end, nothing stands in its way.
The form of this melody is bright like a million suns:
incomparably sounds the veena, the veena of the notes of truth.– Kabir
Music is patterns, and that is what makes the universe beautiful.
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Very true! It’s the beauty of life. 🙂
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Always enjoy Kabir 🙂
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Very Nice! Wonder about your awareness on Kabir. 🙂
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