While on Sapelo Island recently, I was reminded of my old online journal. So I thought I would give credit to Rita for my venturing back into the world of blogging.
through bamboo pipes.
Lips touching wood
in temples with glittering lights.
Breath to grain - melodies to refrains
as a dozen holes make one whole
while music elevates hearts
Celebrate music and
make your heart a flute
whose notes play skilfully
while your breathe stays loose.