Air we cannot see but feel,
the medium of music that heals,
the winds that show direction;
showing the clues of our afflictions,
that always talks in tunes,
helping us find our peace,
tunes us to our love of that,
lease us a second coming.
For what we cannot believe,
we feel.
For what we feel
we believe.
Samson Samuel Koshy
Copyright (c) 2009 Samson Samuel Koshy
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