Monday, September 7, 2009

I am a Flute

I am a flute

On thy lips

It is thy breath

That gushes through me

And I get awakened

Again thy endless strokes

On my reed

Sound and resound

A symphony of notes

And I get enlightened


And thou hast done this

From ages anon

I am not just -

A piece of reed

I do not recognize

myself with that

For I am that that plays me

And I am that that awakens

And enlightens and frees me

I know - I AM THAT
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