There is no still point in all the Universe, and that is the rock upon which I standWhat Are Words For?
posted by mjs @ 10:37 AM
Saturday, May 31, 2008
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1 Comments:
Let the churlish mood reveal
ah whoosh
ah sploosh
unseen tendrils reach, feel.
Om shanti om...
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