Woodlands by the ashram
inhale and exhale
sweet incense and prayers
I gaze up at tall pine tops
waving in the breeze
like celestial steeples
and tell them how
fortunate they are to be
part of this holy terrain
if you listen keenly between
singing bowl chant of the wind
morning and evening Aarathi bells
you may just hear
the sacred eternal sound... Aum
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