Kanada. I can hear him yet.
Shanta. I will never forget the ineffable joy that glowed in his words. Only he who has renounced all ties, can speak with such deep and undying love. No anxiety—
Kanada. It was that of which I would speak to thee. Dost thou not see sadness and anxiety in the Master's face?
Shanta. He is deep in thought—naught else.
Kanada. Ever since that message was brought him the other day, he has seemed heavy hearted. It was melancholy tidings.
Shanta. Nay, that message had naught to do with him. [Thunder growls. The Temple doors open. Shukra comes out of the Temple and shuts the doors behind him. Then he stands still in front of the Temple.]
Shukra. [Calling.] Kanada.
Kanada. Yea, Master. [He goes up to Shukra, who gives him some directions. Kanada exits; Shukra stands looking at the sky.]
Shanta. How wonderful a vision he is! As he stands at the threshold of the temple he seems like a new God, another divinity come down to earth to lead the righteous on to the realms celestial. Ah, Master, how grateful am I to have thee as my teacher! I thank Brahma for giving thee to me.
[Enter Kanada. Shukra then walks to Shanta, with Kanada following him.]