Miles beyond,
On a
Cool train to
Eternity -
You know there is a
Meeting of the spirits
In the noonward race
Toward dawn.
The awakening of a
Lotus on Irish streams,
Carrying a
Vital transformation
To the dance of Maya.
The devotion and surrender of
A love supreme.
A meditation of
The life divine.
You know it is the
Master of
Orchestration,
The inner mounting flame of
The Mahavishnu's
Soaring
Guitar.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is an articulate statemtent, Jeffrey. 'awakening of a lotus on Irish streams', I really like that. You have references to Coltrane, it seems. Miles Davis too, or did I read that one in? I don't get 'the noonward race toward dawn'.