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Explanation
Now and then the wind blows
not the usual wind
but the wind of
songs and dreams
Sometimes a listener wakes
not the usual listeners
but one whose heart
has been opened
by tears or laughter
love or angels
These few
are only asked
to listen
as the stream
of multi-colored beauty
or dissolving sadness
breezes by
on the way
to some
crystalline
resting place
deeply placed
in the soft, vibrating
silence
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