Let it be a dream Let it be a trance Let it be just an intoxication This moment, even a microsecond of this ecstasy Is enough to consecrate my life forever What more would I ask? -------- ------ --------- Yesterday it was some unknown ache Today it is still that fresh heartache Like the koel’s call in spring Let the music go out from the heart So what, if the throat is hoarse, raw? (As a gift to a very special friend who gave me a fountain of inspiration, who brought lyricism and music to my poetry) |