has always been that irrefutable link
to Him.
that quiet whisper
that you hardly hear..
but feel deeply..
i played blue for the first time in a while
she was sitting in her case by the door
my fingertips are still raw
and pinch as i tap away at the keys
although my playing lacked skill
and my voice hoarse..
something in me was moved
and music again was the link..
and for the first time in a while
i just wanted to delight in You..
what a sweet gift,
what divine purpose.
thank You, Baba.
there really is none like You.
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