The sea will be the sea, whatever the drop's philosophy...
Friday, May 8, 2015
Basava - The beam of a lute
Make of my body the beam of a lute
of my head the sounding gourd
of my nerves the strings
of my fingers the plucking rods.
Clutch me close
and play your thirty-two songs
O lord of the meeting rivers!
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