Even wind plays with me
Without a sound or an instrument
To perform a music with my hair
Even sun waits with me
Without a beginning or an end
To journey a lifetime with my shadow
This waiting that I wait for you
Why is it that you do not see?
Is it because I wait in the new moon’s umbra
That you do not see me due to the total solar eclipse
Or is it because I play “Santur” and not “Santoor”
That you are carried away by the extra strings and the vibrant sound
When the waiting is over …
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