Music. Poem by Driss Ezzireg
Music.
Music comes tender from the heavens
Fluid like rain, soft and tickling
To sublime the instant,
Tonify the instinct.
Music comes in no hurry
Like a pilgrim to a sanctuary
To absolve the sins
To wash away the din
Cumulated
Centuries.
Music comes like a friend uninvited
Welcomed and celebrated
For the joy and happiness
She brings;
For the refinement of the senses
For the genius
She senses
In the human mind.
You run the typical music at your peace mind. Nice poem si Driss. Thank you for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/10/2025 5:14:03 PM # 1.0.0
Yes it is just as you say. Music comes like a friend uninvited. Welcomed and cherished. It can be in the most spontaneous circumstances when the rhythm finds you. And on top of that, it is infectious. A good poem. And one that I certainly can relate to. Nicely done Driss