Sing!
Sing away like a bird
that cares not who hears her tunes,
or if it is the deep Silence
she is surrounded by.

Unheeding to a passerby’s curses
she sings
just as the trees keep swaying
the waves keep whooshing
the stars keep chiming.

The incessant chorus
of cicadas in the night
as the world sleeps
to their tireless serenade

Matters not!

Sing for the singing of it,
into spinning,
dancing and living
wholly immersed
seamlessly blended

And the Universe will edge closer
closer to you
till it’s breathing your breath
And singing you!

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