She walks among the trees
in beauty with grace.
Moving with voice
to make the wind
and leaves
dance.
She whispers into ears blessed
by her blanket of sound.
She is love inside natures landscape.
Golden yellow shadows in pond.
yellow rays that move from sun.
Golden voice echoing to cause birds to listen.
Se ta nahm Ja Se Tanahm Ja Hanuman
balances on strings that vibrate divinely.
She is a traveling musician
A gift on a day from Mistress Moon.
The moon that always shines
to open hearts.
Mar 9, 2018
Mar 9, 2018 at 9:33 PM UTC
She walks among the trees
in beauty with grace.
Moving with voice
to make the wind
and leaves
dance.
She whispers into ears blessed
by her blanket of sound.
She is love inside natures landscape.
Golden yellow shadows in pond.
yellow rays that move from sun.
Golden voice echoing to cause birds to listen.
Se ta nahm Ja Se Tanahm Ja Hanuman
balances on strings that vibrate divinely.
She is a traveling musician
A gift on a day from Mistress Moon.
The moon that always shines
to open hearts.
dedicated to Mirabai Moon a grand Kirtan singer
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