Yes I do carry stuff inside me
My bags are not empty
If you cut me I will bleed
I am sensitive and tender
I feel the world inside this heart
Sometimes I am scared
Sometimes I am so open
I disappear like a cloud
Sure, there has been massive transformation
Some might claim this
As awakening
I am unconcerned with all this
I am human
And I am the void made manifest
There is a me and not me
There is a story of Kavi
And there is an emptiness
Inside which everything happens
Yet still there is this humanness
I embrace my tenderness
Each and every nuance of me
I am a tree, grown gnarled
Bent in a certain way
But never out of shape
There is no shape
To be bent out of
Don’t imagine
You can erase your humanity
It is your grace.
Poetry of Beauty 
Kavi, you are an amazing human being! Your honesty reassures and softens blows! I just found an overlooked email that you had sent informing of your new album. I believe I had mentioned before how terribly rude I am about checking my email.I will purchase it! Your music is so fitting throughout my moutain home! Love and light always to you and your lovely Amoda! Safe travels!
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Bless you Myth x
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You too always! Thank you. I’m so glad there are people like You and your Amoda in the world! So much matters .. ❤️ &☀️
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