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Kabir says it in words that never cease to be true: The musk Is held in its pod. Yet oblivious Of the source Of Fragrance, The deer wanders All over the forest In its search!
For over two thousand years, all this abundant Indian art then, like the exquisite dancing figures on the columns outside the garbhagrha in the Lunavāsahi temple at Dilwara, served one exalted purpose: to give us a glimpse of the true nature of the cosmic dance:
It is a merry-go-round. One mask, one large stone-mask behind which all faces hide....of Oedipus and Gautam, of Galileo and Milton, of Curie and Mira....and of all the men who watch the long night....all holding hands....all, for one brief moment, seeing through the hollow eyes of the mask....and dancing....holding hands and dancing at the still-point in the centre of the whirlpool, where there is 'no dance, and there is only the dance.'20
