The way "Seeeee" stretches the lips to a smile, how "Taaaaaa" drops the jaw, and the eyebrows raise in delight. We often think of ecstasy as the pinnacle of pleasure, but it's really a fierce melt into horror and bliss. And that's just one moment in the river of sound, "Raaaaaaaaaa;" its alluring current swallows and dissolves. The Merciful Nature is revealed when despair dawns at the river's end- an aching heart softened by a low, soothing rumble, "Mmmmmmmm..." Maharajji gave me faith, unveiled Unyielding Grace. Ram Dass opened the Bottomless Well of the human heart. And SītāRām provides the perfect Form to contain it all- Faith, Grace & Love- a sonic murti, formed by my own lips, by whose feet I fall with the breath's rising tide. SītāRām, sometimes I think You're a practice, but in truth You're the reward.