RAIN MUSIC
Outside, the rain taps softly
Over smudged tintops and rocks
The atmosphere looks cool and sleepy
I feel God playing at his harp
Lying back my head on the cushion
I enter the orchestra of divinely music
Where ego becomes a phantom spirit-
I listen earnestly the mellow rain music
In a state of hypnagogia with ecstasy
And I become One with my beloved
Glancing at me through the black crystal eye
I become one with cosmic sound
My spiritual energy releases light upon light
Thatexposes the Divinely nature of my soul
Mykoul
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Divinely nature, rain music