[INTRO - low invocation, dense and distant] Jnyana... Jnyana... Kevala Jnyana... Jnyana... [VERSE 1 - restless, layered] The stars divide upon the water, A thousand fragments answer back. Every ripple bends the distance, Every surface shifts the fact. Forms appear and disappear there, Broken by the moving frame. What is seen seems always changing, Yet the stars remain the same. [MANTRA I - hypnotic, low contralto] Jnyana... Jnyana... Malaḥ patati... Caitanyaṃ prakāśate... Malaḥ patati... Caitanyaṃ prakāśate... Kevala Jnyana... [VERSE 2 - rhythm becoming more ordered] The stars had never wandered. Only the water moved. Nothing vanished in the darkness. Nothing waited to be proved. The veil did not create the hidden. Its falling does not make it new. What was there remains exactly, No longer broken passing through. [MANTRA II - deeper repetition, layers beginning to shed] Malaḥ patati... Caitanyaṃ prakāśate... Malaḥ patati... Caitanyaṃ prakāśate... Jnyana... Malaḥ patati... Jnyana... Caitanyaṃ prakāśate... Kevala Jnyana... [VERSE 3 - sparse, increasing space] Nothing joins. Nothing dissolves. Difference remains. No fragment mistaken for the whole. No veil. No distortion. Only what is, as it is. [CANONICAL PASSAGE - clear, solitary voice] Sarvadravyaparyāyeṣu... Kevalasya... Sarvadravyaparyāyeṣu... Kevalasya... Jnyana... [REVERSE DROP - crystalline, driving, layers stripping away] Malaḥ patati... Caitanyaṃ prakāśate... Malaḥ patati... Caitanyaṃ prakāśate... Jnyana... Jnyana... Kevala Jnyana... [FINAL PASSAGE - nearly bare] Nothing arrived. Nothing was added. The water is still. The stars remain. [OUTRO - solitary invocation] Jnyana... Kevala Jnyana... Jnyana...
