"It never leaves nor does it follow, but like the owl's hoot,
is heard in the stillness of the dark heart yearning."
It seems to me, sadness is something we seldom want to talk about,
yet, there's no doubt we carry it with us.
These days, its making itself loud and clear in my heart
even as I stretch mightily to keep it from sapping
all the oxygen in the landscape. .
"You return always, when alone and distraction abated,
to the tender humming..."
I'm loving the humming.
While I enjoy hearing about each person's "song";
my singing voice does not thrill me in the least.
Humming? I can do humming. Humming makes me happy.
"Hum Hum"
Namaste'
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