RONNIE MALLEY

 
 
Where Everything Is Music Don't worry about saving these songs! And if one of our instruments breaks, it doesn't matter. We have fallen into the place where everything is music. The strumming and the flute notes rise into the atmosphere, and even if the whole world's harp should burn up, there will still be hidden instruments playing. So the candle flickers and goes out. We have a piece of flint, and a spark. This singing art is sea foam. The graceful movements come from a pearl somewhere on the ocean floor. Poems reach up like spindrift and the edge of driftwood along the beach, wanting! They derive from a slow and powerful root that we can't see. Stop the words now. Open the window in the center of your chest, and let the spirits fly in and out. -- Jalaluddin Rumi
WELCOME नमस्ते اهلا و سهلا Bienvenüe سلام عليكم Hoş geldiniz

Bienvenidos         خوش آمديد        Καλώς Ορίσατε                欢迎                 שלום           ሰላምታ

Dal Lake Srinagar, Kashmir June 2011

              Photo by Ronnie Malley