No Mind Poem by Mahfooz Ali

The song of no mind
Need not rhyme,
Nor make lick of sense.
As long as is beat steady,
Fingers poised, soul ready;
Toes will tap consistent time
Void of hesitation,
Sans consideration,
Of other ears;
Just to one’s dreams…
Persevere.

Not just stuff of noise,
But of melodies that flow
Underscoring notions preconceived,
Or meanings often misperceived…
Let the song be itself.

Some listeners merely smile.
Some may turn away.
Some nod like they honestly know.
But those who chose
Will sing along,
And not too timidly so.

Then listen to the songs they sing
From places deep within.
Understand that misery
Is not your own;
That joy may not rescind.

Listen to them hum along
As you adjust your tune.
One sings high,
Though you chant low,
Such harmony may soothe you so…
Don’t disregard the undertow
That sucks you down,
Swirls you ‘round.
Till confused and befuddled,
You rise and intone

Not just a song of no mind,
But a song of heart and love.
Soon notes will bend,
And mend, and tend
To bail,
To heal...

To blend.