Pearly Drops (Revised) Poem by Margaret Alice Second

On hearing golden-brown voices nothing
but sound transcendence exists, pearly
drops joining into song, networked notes
form chords, evoking feelings forgotten
- an exit out of this world

Realities' rules force orthodoxy to hide
inner events transporting away unwary
dreamers - until I awake all work stays
undone, time for action gone after eons
unproductively spent invisibly dreaming

Only a shining countenance exists, an
inner fire that cannot be quenched by
events taking place in the world outside,
a dream I can repeat whenever the
music plays again