Opening 6 27/03/2010
God picks ups the reed-flute world and blows. Each note is a need coming through one of us, a passion, a longing-pain. Remember the lips where the wind-breath originated, and let your note be clear. Don't try to end it. Be your note. I'll show you how it's enough. Rumi  Comments03/04/2010 4:45pm
Both pieces are very nice. I like the poem! Thank You for sharing. Leave a Reply | Fractal news
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