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April 7, 2012

I am listening carefully. 

I hear the deep whisper breathing

of the stones;

I hear the singing of the trees and

the great Halleluiah of billions of souls

rasping this mantra to millions of gods. 

I can feel the soft rise of the earth

waking each morning,

the ripple across the horizon

as the rise rolls on

and around the globe. 

The perfume and stench,

the calm and clatter of this life

has infested my body

 and it sounds like music. 

Music has me on my knees.

It has broken my heart,

and is wringing the soul out of me.