Saturday, June 28, 2008

Words

Some are just heard and understood within a string of others. Years have passed but they are familiar. I pick them out of the ephemeral air. They run around when I am trying to sleep. Shoo badek? Maaleish. Then they dissappear. Aimiye is what I am remembering even though I never knew that was what it was called. I am enjoying this instinctive learning. Trying not to analyse or dissect. I'm just appreciating the connection to this world and to myself.

2 comments:

Americanmaid said...

I love when you are learning something you are passionate about. hopefuly I will get to do that some time soon.

glued blue glass said...

You inspire me too. Amd pretty soon, you will have room for your drums...