It comes through
whether we like or not
Meaning the voice from the unknowable source
If obscured with mind, a prisoned Aladdin one becomes
If allowed to pass through
an adoring flute one becomes
It comes through, even if there are iron walls in between.
If it's dark like subway ceilings
or it's crowded and noisy like rumbling cities.
It comes from beyond
Like the lofty trees
dancing and growing upward
Gashing any sort of cloud
to kiss the soul of your kind heart
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