As all things are filled with my soul,
you emerge from the things,
filled with my soul.
You are like my soul,
a butterfly of dreams
and you are like the word Melancholy...
and you hear me from far away
and my voice does not reach you:
let me come to be still in your silence.
- Unattributed
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Maxvani by Max Babi & Others is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.
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Max Babi, my guru, like Tukaram has a weakness - he barely records his prolific output of poetry. Tukaram is immortal because of Santaji Jagnade who collected his works; this is my attempt to get as much of Max's stuff (he sends it on SMS) in one place.
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Maxvani by Max Babi & Others is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.
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