Ludwig Van Beethoven

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You as the seed,

You as the plant,

You as a huge tree

With an inimitable variety

Of flowers and fruits

Are indeed the grandeur-expression

Of Infinity's power-fragrance.

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This world of ours and its heart are absolutely at one with the admirer-mourner-woman at your funeral:

> They are burying the general of the musicians.

From:Sri Chinmoy,Music: ecstasy's heart-hunger, Agni Press, 1994
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