Listening to life

does not music
light a spark,
fan a flame,
set a soul on fire?

and the raindrop flows into the river
and the word into the note
and the river into the sea
and the note into the raga
and the sea into the ocean
and the music into the soul...
can the raindrop remember
where it lost itself
and where it found itself?

the fragrance of a flower
the song of a bird
the rising of waves
the flaming of the fire
the swaying of the leaves...
does the wind ever wonder
why it blows?

Listening...
to the silences within
and the sounds
of silences...

from www.bombayjayashri.com/