TONING
Shimmers of song,
Clearest of tone,
Raining healing balm
Into the cacophony of the world.
Harmonies flowing in and out,
Sometimes heard and known
And sometimes not,
Always there,
Always pure,
Transcendent gifts of Love.
Prema Rose
Sunday, July 27, 2008
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1 comment:
So lovely. Kappy
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