As I sat in complete silence,
I went beyond my mental horizons.
I started hearing a music so fine,
It was coming directly from the Divine.
It was extremely subtle and entrancing,
My soul started dancing.
As it further refined,
My body and mind fell behind.
The music pulled me into the highest zone,
Where lay my Eternal Home.
It was the sound of this creation,
The thrum of the cosmic motor's rotation.
From which infinite universes spawn,
Only to be later withdrawn.
It is the actual 'Word' of God,
Music of the spheres, also called.
Your Holy books talk of it,
But cannot make you hear it.
You chant esoteric words to attain to God and that is in vain,
This primordial music is forever reverberating in existence,
To hear it, must you your ears train.
The pure and pious shall surely catch,
With this musical ladder, they'll climb back.
-Param Chaitanya Ravindra Joshi🙏🙏💗
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