Music without boundaries

 Here are a few lines of poetry from a heart that longs for music to unite, not divide...

Music, the divine blender                                                                      

Rescued from the city air,

When the notes hit the sea breeze, 

They produce a melodrama,

That is the moment seized.

And the melody continues,

Melding hearts like the fishing nets,

Capturing waves of emotions,

Till the sun sets.

Many a inhibitions are shed,

In the strokes of the tavil,

In the bleats of the trumpet,

And end with the dance of victory over the devil.

Forget not my tongue, Tamil,

As I would like it recited,

Over the din of pride,

Because there is no last word yet decided.

By Bharath
(A die-hard fan of music and life)