Music Poem by shimon weinroth

comes in and on, waves undulating
oscillating, caressing, fondling, tickling
agitating and moving, flows with the rivers
of emotions, fantasy, whims and dreams

sll the situations humanly possible,
beat the tympanium drums, vibrating thrills
stimulating sensors of the inner ear's equilibrium
light up the soul,

courses through every cell
evokes the sublime, to ecstasy profound,
companion of the muse,
humms and plays the chords and strings

wind instruments, whistle hark and echo
notes, bathe sweet memories,
arousing urging,
persevere in memory lanes

a soft caress, snuggled, cuddled, stroked
hugged and embraced,
an exquisite state rules body and soul,
nectar of the gods when in solitude
awake or in dreamy mood, the revelation

truth is beauty and music is good