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An evocative poem, by Dr. Supatra, about a magical voice that transformed a song into a prayer. An exclusive for Different Truths.
The listeners hushed to silence Stillness As her voice created magic On the notes Her magnum opus She was A thorn bird, Singing that one last song For her very existence For survival That dimly lit Auditorium Transformed To the holiest of shrines A sea of humanity Singing… Or praying In unison For peace And redemption She a Messiah Leading The crowd Eyes closed Heads bowed Seeking all they had forsaken So far All through Peace…Salvation…Enlightenment Perhaps So are prayers born…
Picture design by Anumita Roy, Different Truths
