The Music Comes By H.S.Bhatia Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The music comes from within,
The music of life, the music of the world,
The music of the soul,
The music of pulsation and vibration.

Into the theatre of life,
The stage set upon,
The music of the opera keeps it going,
Keeps it going all,
Life and its music.

The poet H.S.Bhatia keeps gathering
The broken images
Of Eliot
To reshape and refurbish
The waste land.

Dance and music corroborate each other
To produce the real cadence of music,
The rhythm of speech
To produce the fusion
Expected and derivative.