Revival

As Christians Chant in Buddhist Circles,
And Black and White dance in the forest of mutuality,
What is the sound of Revival?
Is it a trumpet?
Is it a tumult?
Is it a whirlwind?
Or is it simply the sobering reflection, that none of us, absolutely none of us is 
alone in this world.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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