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The flute of the Infinite is played without ceasing, and its sound is love..!!! — 3 Comments

  1. *****

    “God picks up the reed-flute world and blows.
    Each note is a need coming through one of us,
    a passion, a longing pain.
    Remember the lips
    where the wind-breath originated,
    and let your note be clear.
    Don’t try to end it.
    Be your note.”

    ~R u m i~

    Humble Wishes!!!

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