NOW FOREVER
first feather
Monday, September 12, 2011
From the Womb
God picks up 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.
--Rumi
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