As the sun sets on the hazy horizon, taxis bump down dirt roads carrying us into the familiar unknown. Buses with bodies dangling dance, like tassels in the wind amidst the crisscross traffic and honking horns. Timelines merge. I feel the wet worn marble under my bare feet as shaking legs carry me up and down to plunge into the murky water, washed cleaner each time. Smog fills my lungs, stomach upside down, but my heart beats stronger and breath deepens to keep the rhythm. In the marble chambers of my heart of hearts, I lift my trembling voice to merge with my brothers and sisters. The sound of the universe echoes its magnificent harmony through every cell of my body, and beyond the beyond. The prayer penetrates to the core of my soul, vibrating waves of peace that dismantle past, present, and future generations of suffering and open a clear depth of vision into the multitudes. Souls are set free. Time is transformed. All life is forever elevated. I have never seen a sunrise so magnificent, felt such richness, looked into so many eyes I know so well. Wahe guru.