Guest guest Posted March 18, 2006 Report Share Posted March 18, 2006 I am the whistle of the wind on the pot calling the kettle black, I am the sage of Arunachala. coming down from the mountain, carrying the call of a singing bowl somewhere deep inside my dream... Love, Ana Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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