Saturday, April 6, 2013


I'm thrilled when I discover indigenous music where the language is unknown to me. It is a reminder that all language isn't of the intellect. Such is the case with "Habibi." It struck me as a lyrical, spiritual balm that slowly spread over that which troubled me. It produced images of hidden glades and glens; of a voice wafting over a courtyard wall that denied access but not interaction. Though you may not see me, come! soar with me on an updraft that takes us up over the rim of the canyon. Experience that which your 5 senses will never be able to produce. The haunting, enchanting, mystical bridge into the Unknown...

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