Piano, Piano
Piano, Piano
Ocean of music,
At once powerful and playful –
Now thunderous waves crashing
Onto the sand;
Now tiny gulls darting
along the shore;
ripples of water
sparkling…
Suddenly
the ocean engulfs me, sweeps me up;
swirling around
and through me,
releasing, liberating me,
vibrating each atom
spinning in each cell
of my body.
No longer can I see the music.
No! I AM the music!
I am merged with the Mother God’s
pulsating
rhythms of Life.
– Nilpushpi White.
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