She Poem by Dr Sarat Sonowal

Morning sun
The magic of the wind
A fluttering noise
A dream within a dream
Breaking illusions with her beauty unseen
And there she goes with the wind
Detaching the metallic strings

The sound and echoes that surrounded
Throughout the day and throughout the night
Brought the life to the thousand dead
With the beautiful smile she flashed

And there she goes with the wind
caressing the ivory mist
she flew over the lilies
she flew over the roses
she made them dance to the mystical wind
And spread the fragrance
The fragrance of eternal peace

Is she a fairy?
Or
A spirit?
And there she goes with the wind
Breaking illusions with her beauty unseen
Disappears into the darkness of the barren realm