No Dream Poem by Dr. Madan Gandhi

No Dream



It was no dream
but a choir winging dreamily in the air
above my roof

Chorusing voices
melodiously swelling to a high pitch
serenading to heavens

Joy-filled
I begin to sing and dance
my notes reverberate the silence of the interior sky.
(Yayati)

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Cleveland Gibson 18 February 2014

No dream but the joy of singing. I did wonder about the background to the poem. Best

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Dr. Madan Gandhi

Dr. Madan Gandhi

Lahore, India
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