Music and Spirit
. . . the music and writings of Carla J. Giomo
Saturday, August 25, 2012
We watch a sunlight dust dance,
but nobody knows what music those particles hear.
Each of us has a secret companion musician to dance to.
Unique rhythmic play, a motion in the street
that we alone know and hear.
Rumi: The Big Red Book,
translated by Coleman Barks)
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