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with aural wounds
of soulful chanting
the mind drifts up
to that 'Monastery Moon'
for longing lingers in the
soul
to float upon such sea of tranquility
no sound
no song
just a touch of
blissful self sensing
without sound
but for the echoes
of my soul's memories
I know I could be content
for God is ever there
whispering softly
through all that is me
he so graciously
made so I could be.............
(Aug. 20, 2011 1232pm)