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

      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
      rhythms of Life.

– Nilpushpi White.


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