Brahmnaad
I found God in sound,
singing in the voice of the lark,
rising from the twirl of a breeze,
through the winds afluttering,
like a cherub stuttering.
I found God in sound.
In my best friend's silly bantering,
in the embrace of her ample anchoring.
swirling through the whistle of a kettle,
curling through the somersaulting of rivers,
in all the illusions shattering,
in the morning bird's chattering
In the resonance of temple bells
pealing Aum Aum Aum!
I found God in sound.
It rhymes with Home. Home. Home.
~Deepika
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