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singing bowls

I listen

look at the reeds, he said
they are bending in the wind
and so must you

that is what I remember
as I reach out
for the singing bowls

at first they feel disharmonious
but after a while
they become harmonious

and I face the sky

as I close my eyes
I see

the reeds bending in the wind
like I do

we never break

never

we just bend

like reeds

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