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Om Shanti Om
When the rain
falling
drowns out the sound of
the nomad flute
listen to the sun
rising
in the desert,
listen to the heart,
your sitar stings
being plucked from above
and let the rain come
as it must.
Last few words:
With a nod to WS Merwin's *Nomad Flute* and Anoushka Shankar's sitar.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z_HT-d8W1_M&feature=related ~ Breathing Underwater
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Comments
Candlewitch
Tue, 2011-11-15 11:18
Dear Anna,
Of course, I read this piece a few days ago. Hence my poem inspired by it. I just forgot to leave a comment on this. I'd probably lose my head if it weren't attached, LOL. A lovely poem.
always, Cat
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the_fool
Wed, 2011-11-16 00:49
inspiring
great imagery here. music in nature, nature in spirit. love it!