Saraswati
I yearned for the great mother's breast.
Saraswati, Saraswati!
By the grace of my own yearning
I heard music.
I became milk.
posted by AKL at
November 27, 2011
27.11.11
I yearned for the great mother's breast.
Saraswati, Saraswati!
By the grace of my own yearning
I heard music.
I became milk.
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- Name: AKL
Poems are maps for getting lost in the wilderness of your heart, where everyone can find you. I love to explore the liminal space between word and silence, poetry and meditation, gathering circles whether in person or online. Wherever even two or three are gathered, there is the Beloved.
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