Words string together to music make..
Lilting mystical melodies of times beyond time
Where no space exists
Barriers of past, present, future collapse..
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Only Existence breathes Each breathe a musical note…. Soft, haunting notes seep in to cause uneasy stirrings rise to a crescendo - rapturous, heady, intoxicating.... Deeply stirring lines
The other life beckons us. The source calls us back. Water rises s vapour to mingle with the clouds. So does our soul.. Lovely poem
Here is the home And here is the heaven And here are the knots of whole musical notes Played in the violin of life in different pressure touches that evoked the third symphony. and bagged new path.
A nice poetic imagination, Anita. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks.