TO ALL OF YOU, A LOVE LETTER
Meditation = Restoration
Broken, I needed a break. I listened. I heard the sound of one hand clapping
A twist of thought brought Music to my ears the sound of clapping hands
I realize Praise in any guise, A word A phrase A note can raise the dead.
I have risen
Floating and full as the moon Searching for life’s blood I promise to give you my all… can you hear my heart?
I will mend, learn to bend like a blade of grass in silence.
P.S. We eagerly anticipate the sound of your hands clapping for our Summer of Lust!!!