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Mother smiled at everyone again and said, “Children, everyone’s mind is turbulent now, let us calm ourselves.” Mother then began to sing, Paurnami ravil...
You are the splendor of moonlight
Shining forth in the sky on a full moon night;
You are a spring evening,
Arriving in a beautiful, fragrant palanquin
Covered with flowers.
You are the exquisite sound
Awakening in the gentle strings of a tambura;
You are a lyrical poem
Within the bursting imagination of a poet.
You are the One in whom the seven primary colors
And seven notes have merged;
You are the fragrance of a flower,
The beauty of a rainbow,
And the coolness of a breeze.
The atmosphere once again grew calm and peaceful and everyone was left with the memory of yet one more wonderful experience worthy of contemplation.