… Let your throat-song
be clear and strong enough…
… I was happy enough to stay still
inside the pearl inside the shell,
but the hurricane of experience
lashed me out of hiding and made me
a wave moving into the shore, saying loudly
the ocean’s secret as I went, and then
spent there, I slept like fog against
the cliff, another stillness… – Rumi –
PiYo Tuesday 7:00 am
So It Goes, And Returns, Be Well
William
