When God speaks, I listen. He speaks so softly and with such clarity that there is no need to ask questions. Questions are a way of taking charge of the conversation and an unnecessary distraction. I am all ears when God speaks.
When Krishna plays the flute, the people of Gokul drop every thing and rush to listen to the music, so enchanting it is.
When the cosmic soul speaks, each individual soul feels as if it is exclusively for itself.
How then can I not be in a trance?
Ganoba in ecstasy.
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