Monday, March 29, 2010

Songs

My heart is making songs
Those who touch my heart are songs.
Every movement of my body,
My comings and my goings are songs.
The one who is playing the flute
and the one who is listening are songs.
The rhythm of my language and  my stillness are songs.
These are not just my songs,
They are songs of the universe.
I lose myself in this.

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