Call of the Han

Somehow, despite my best ego-will, that sound has gotten into my blood and bones. I miss it when I do not hear it here at home. Somewhere along the Way it ceased to be a marker of time and became a call, an invitation, from the Eternal to drop the worldly ways and mind, to come back to our true home, our place of rest.
In the end, that very invitation is beyond sound and we learn to hearken and respond to it with the Eye that hears and the ears that See.
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