A TANGO WITH HIM
The speechless see my music
The sightless the vibrations
Spaces marveled by the visionary
And the watchful wind swings unfurls my future
Casting it without a net
Scatters fall like drops of shops
An association, a world wide web
For this moment
I am the center
I hold and withhold
I go and let go this moment over into the future
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Yeah it was Guru Purnima , after a long seated meditation , i was recharged to face the music this world plays .
the sublimity of his gentle eyes , the touchin kindness, was like a soft quilt on cold night.
i resolved none of these are my problems , since you created me , you created these problems .
and Im sure you will take care of them
all yours
and I hear from Him, late at night ,he calls me and says 'Molu' I just wanted to talk to you !!
If this is not love what else is it??
Shyla
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