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Words live longer than people Their inner core holds wisdoms Setting hearts a soaring, stopping Across ancestors and horizons. In the beginning was sound Within each one, a unique vibration Holding it’s history, present and future Like birds awakening the Earth Their spirits travel through air Or carried by elves, nymphs, fairies Each core holding truths Expanded, or reduced by familiarity. Their communications offers Freedom, understanding and insights Repetitive, soft or loud Freely given or shouted. Sounds peppered with smiles & laughter, Create grapevines, interlacing webs For world travellers in far horizons No matter different tongues. Sounds are for listening Opening or closing hearts Activating ears for hearing Ringing like a bell Existing for one and all.
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Nov 10, 2025
Nov 10, 2025 at 10:59 PM UTC
Gift of Sounds
Words live longer than people Their inner core holds wisdoms Setting hearts a soaring, stopping Across ancestors and horizons. In the beginning was sound Within each one, a unique vibration Holding it’s history, present and future Like birds awakening the Earth Their spirits travel through air Or carried by elves, nymphs, fairies Each core holding truths Expanded, or reduced by familiarity. Their communications offers Freedom, understanding and insights Repetitive, soft or loud Freely given or shouted. Sounds peppered with smiles & laughter, Create grapevines, interlacing webs For world travellers in far horizons No matter different tongues. Sounds are for listening Opening or closing hearts Activating ears for hearing Ringing like a bell Existing for one and all.
anne-denada
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65/F/Britsh Columbia/Fiji
Nov 10, 2025
Nov 10, 2025 at 10:59 PM UTC
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