Please, Play For Us! Poem by Adilson Pinto

No, no - don't believe that ending has come!
Don't believe that you cannot do anything anymore!
The only thing you need it is that energy which runs
Along our physical body, life energy, prana, and then
You will come back to feel you are the regent of the orchestra,
Which will play the symphony you like the most...

Yes, don't think Beethoven is dead,

Don't think EdgarAllan Poe is dead,

Don't think Rodin is dead..


They still live in an invisible space,
They still rule their orchestra notwithstanding we cannot see it!
Each one of them in a particular way rules his orchestra!

So, no, no, - don't believe that the ending has come!
Rise up from this bed, catch your regent wand
And, please, let us to enjoy your art!

Those master are alive in a heavenly plan
They play for the angels, but you please,
Play for us to enchant our souls which need
Enchantment and consolation...