King Janaka's invitation to Shri Yajnavalkya
It was a hot day. The spiritual community had gathered under the tall deodar trees, through which gentle breezes were rustling, singing a peaceful tune. Clouds were floating in the blue sky, white, pink and dark, of many fantastic shapes and hues. The assembly fell silent. When they heard the steps of the Guru, all stood in reverence with joined palms and heads bent low.