Drums beating individual rhythms in the night, enticing
us into a current of music flowing through our beings,
taking us well into the wonder of being alive.
We find ourselves in musical interludes intensely felt
as music grows louder in intervals along measures of
time and its chords.
Invisible to the human eye, but still being heard in
full lengths of rhythms as they play in coded moments
that lure us into depths of musical logic and reasoning.
An intervention of sorts as music pulls us in and out of
darkness, despair and depression at times during our own
lives.
Never knowing how to express their feelings and emotions,
they just become and are in our minds and intellects for
times of being invisible to the world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely and great portrayal of music and how it affects us- 10+ Thanks for sharing!