Harp And Breeze Poem by ENO SUTRAMAN

In this fleeting Caress of your fingers of the Strings-
He is fugitive ultramarine, herald of dreams
Enchanter Prince in this playful iridescent breeze;
Orpheus spells momentous trill in echo rills;
Magic wand to the rivulet of your hands,
To wild flowery dance in sunlit lands,
Garden graces, flora dresses in desert sands-
Art great timing inspiration and ease,
Your magic harp by the sea-
Orpheus, you, harp and breeze.