A Poem For A Beautiful Musician

Your music weaves magic on its listeners
 

drifting them into their fantasies
 

beautiful, little fairies
 

dance on horizons of their imaginations
 

tiny, weightless steps of fairies giggling
 

tickling their souls
 

filling them with ecstatic drunken-ness of love
 

their hearts overflow with dreams
 

Your body moves
 

with each note of your creation
 

nobody knows
 

if music is rising from instruments
 

or your body movements
 

Is your music a candle?
 

that has burnt and melted
 

and took the shape of your body!
 

Or is it that your body and its movements
 

burning in the heat of your breaths
 

shining on the skies beyond the oceans
 

pours endless symphonies of charm
 

creates delusions
 

that all our troubles
 

are about to get washed away
 

under falls of fragrance of your nearness
 

all our tears
 

are about to become flowers
 

all our wounds
 

that life has decorated us with
 

are about to become stars
 

that shine in little girl's eyes
 

when in the garden
 

she runs after butterflies
 

Let’s close our eyes
 

bow our heads
 

breaking down all physical barriers
 

let the heartache float like clouds
 

let the desires smoulder like wet sticks
 

let’s dissolve into each other
 

shaking off unbearable lightness of being
 

without worrying
 

who lives who dies
 

who laughs who cries
 

let’s become a note of your music
 

that penetrates all barriers
 

that requires no body, no carriers
 

that is charming too, eluding too
 

visible too, hidden too
 

contains whole universe
 

but remains empty too
 

that is me too
 

and you .
 

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Hold the Sails