It’s an empty room where the shadows play,
a deafening sound when you quietly pray.
You can be one with the soul or laughter and tears.
You can let it all go and pass through the years.
It’s a hallway of light. It’s the sky in the night, it’s the sea.
It’s the taste of the wine, the crack of a smile, it’s a dream.
It’s the heart in its beat, the ground under feet or the moon.
It’s the song that you sing, it’s in the melody. It’s the tune.
When your’e ready to go and breathe in the scent of the earth.
It’s the moment that comes when the soul enters body at birth.
mahani 