Beyond the discrepancies, the apparent chaos
Is a commonality, a flowing rhythm
Not all can see, and some observe by science
And all but Advaitins, at pains to explain it
An Advaitin is one, who sees all as One
To whom Harmony, is a suprise like none
God alone is This, projected all in front
God alone the One, projecting all in front
Is a commonality, a flowing rhythm
Not all can see, and some observe by science
And all but Advaitins, at pains to explain it
An Advaitin is one, who sees all as One
To whom Harmony, is a suprise like none
God alone is This, projected all in front
God alone the One, projecting all in front
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