before the altar. The round stone enlarged before my inner vision until it became the cosmical spheres, ring within ring, zone after zone, all dowered with divinity.
I entrained happily an hour later for Calcutta. My travels ended, not in the lofty mountains, but in the Himalayan presence of my Master.
{FN13-1} Hand-played drums, used only for devotional music.
{FN13-2} One is reminded here of Dostoevski’s observation:
before the altar. The round stone enlarged before my inner vision until it became the cosmical spheres, ring within ring, zone after zone, all dowered with divinity.
I entrained happily an hour later for Calcutta. My travels ended, not in the lofty mountains, but in the Himalayan presence of my Master.
{FN13-1} Hand-played drums, used only for devotional music.
{FN13-2} One is reminded here of Dostoevski’s observation:
