a steamy day begins
Monday, June 20, 2005
soul music
unusually, there were other humans in battersea park this morning before five
two monks were chanting a mantra and beating a drum just as the sun had risen
as they circled the great "?stupa?", their song faded and then returned with a resonance that cleaved my heart like a burning spear and i wept for a few moments
partly for the beauty of their harmony, and partly from a sense that they existed in a oneness with beauty that i might not achieve
two monks were chanting a mantra and beating a drum just as the sun had risen
as they circled the great "?stupa?", their song faded and then returned with a resonance that cleaved my heart like a burning spear and i wept for a few moments
partly for the beauty of their harmony, and partly from a sense that they existed in a oneness with beauty that i might not achieve
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