an ancient desert saturated
with ten thousand eyes is walking
through my personal mirage
Showing posts with label mystic poem practice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mystic poem practice. Show all posts
September 28, 2010
September 27, 2010
behind my world
behind my world there's something
vibrantly silent singing
from a place without
the knowledge of a song
vibrantly silent singing
from a place without
the knowledge of a song
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