Another Flute

Another Flute

Krishna plays his flute with the stream,
Clouds float by in a dream.
The wind shares a laugh with the trees.
A flower is all that He sees.
The Supreme was there; as He is here.
Oneness-heart far and near.
Another flute plays this silver moon’s night;
Sri Chinmoy, lover of God, bringer of Light.

– Damian Sequoia.

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