POEM BY HATTER : BUDDHAS OF BLUE – CIRCLE OF LIVES
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11 MOONS
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CIRCLE OF LIVES
I FEEL QUIET
LISTENING TO YOU
AS THE COLOUR BLUE
BATHES MY HEAD
LITLE MIRRORS REFLECTING
WHISPERING
WORDS OF WISDOM
THAT SOFTENS EACH BLOW
MY NORTH SOUTH EAST AND WEST
MY BUDDHAS OF BLUE
WHAT SAY YOU
WE JOIN HANDS
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POEM BY HATTER
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”UNKNOWN” ”UNKNOWN”
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Lovely poem, love the energy. Beautiful melodies to accompany it. ❤
Holding hands with all the blue Buddhas….reflecting mirroring encircling sparkling soothing…azure blue of abzu…living waters of Life.
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I love the poem, thank you.
It reminded me of a song by a famous Russian bard, Bulat Okudzhava. It is also about the Circle of Life:
Song About the Blue Ball (1:13 min.)
A little girl is crying: her ball flew away.
They comfort her, but the ball keeps flying…
A young girl is crying: there is no groom.
They console her, but the ball keeps flying…
A woman is crying: her husband went to another.
They console her, but the ball keeps flying…
An old woman is crying: she had lived so little…
Now the ball has returned, but it is BLUE…
Love,
❤ ❤ ❤
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Beauty full poem and music. Thank you.
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