etter!quot; Vasudeva whispered.

    Sidd to listen better. turned all into tisfiable desire. For t ed of ers erfall, ter turned into vapour and rose to turned into rain and poured dourned into a source, a stream, a river,  t still resounded, full of suffering, searc ot, voices of joy and of suffering, good and bad voices, laughousand voices.

    Siddened.  a listener, completely concentrated on listening, completely empty, , t o listen. Often before, oday it sounded ne, not t togetation of yearning and ter of terted, entangled a times. And everytoget oget togets, ening attentively to tened to ter, ie o any particular voice and submerged o it, but ed of a single word, wion.

    quot;Do you ; Vasudevas gaze asked again.

    Briging radiantly over all ting in tly  ly tarting to so the oneness.

    In topped fige, stopped suffering. On ion, s,  of life, full of sympated to to the oneness.

    by to Siddly toucender manner, and said: quot;Ive been ing for t it  me leave. For a long time, Ive been ing for time, Ive been Vasudeva ts enoug, farewell, river, farewell, Sidd;

    Siddha made a deep bow before him who bid his farewell.

    quot;Ive kno,quot; ly. quot;Youll go into ts?quot;

    quot;Im going into ts, Im going into t; spoke Vasudeva  smile.

    it smile, ; Siddcy ceps full of peace, saw re, saw .