Slowly, slowly, I tended
the bellows of my throat,
and the light inside grew
and filtered out through
the dark, so that within
even it, I saw the truth.
- Lalla
14th Century North Indian mystic
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From "Naked Song"
Versions by Coleman Barks
Maypop, 1992
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