~siddhartha…hermann hesse~
And once again when the river swelled during the
rainy season and roared loudly, Siddhartha said:
“Is it not true, my friend, that the river has very many voices?
Has it not the voice of a king, of a warrior, of a bull, of a night bird,
of a pregnant woman and a sighing man, and a thousand other voices?”
“It is so,” nodded Vasudeva, “the voices of all living creatures are in its voice.”
[can you hear it? the holy Om that whispers to you]
