Sahil, thank you.
The greatest you can
wish for is a moment of silence. From the ever chaotic mind.
A few notes of
music, piercing, unsettling, can topple the very fiber of your being. Take you
to places you've never been before, remind you of long forgotten memories, and
explode your consciousness to a thousand bits, yet collect them all again,
later.
That moment of
clairvoyance.
A prayer chanted to
put demons to sleep
A white mandaram
fresh from the dew
The soft goose-flesh
under my grandmother's arms
And a swaying prayer
flower about to be plucked
The warmth of Amma's
frayed saree
A peal of laughter
from a sibling's mischief
A nod, a smile, from
the man I love
A perfection, the
whole world.
Yet, your music calls
to me
And I follow; rest
on your chest
You split yourself,
and me as well
And we make love, on
grass so green
Your eternal blue
face on my lap
And all I can give is my love
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