stories in my pocket - robert vijay gupta
@ INK Conference 2011 | inktalks.com
I close my eyes
And open my heart.
The music floats through the space
Between his inside
And mine.
His music brings me
Back to memories,
To childhood,
To the flowers I touched,
To the sunsets I kissed,
To the faces I’ve held.
The music brought me home.
In that space,
I connect with a man
I did not know but
Have come to know.
I go to strange places
I know.
Music speaks with the soul
If played from the soul.
His music is.
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