That I should make much of myself and turn it on all sides, thus casting coloured shadows on thy radiance---such is thy maya.
 
Thou settest a barrier in thine own being and then callest thy severed self in myriad notes. This thy self-separation has taken body in me.
 
The poignant song is echoed through all the sky in many-coloured tears and smiles, alarms and hopes; waves rise up and sink again, dreams break and form. In me............