1997-0000 Poem from 1997-0000 Sudarshan (likely very early, January), Page 8

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Tags: Poetry Sulu Dunphy 1995 Los Angeles 1997-0000 Sudarshan

They are only thoughts
These clouds that bind
They are not real
Rise above mind.

Open your heart
Here are your wings
Join the music
All creation sings.

Smell the sunlight
Coaxing the rose
Feel the wind bathing
Your head, fingers, toes.

Here is the Freedom
And Joy to embrace
It is sweetest honor
To touch this grace

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S1. 1997-0000 Sudarshan (likely very early, January), Page 8.