Strings

Strings…
Ribbon across my placid mind
Blindfolding, and entangling me
Slithering thoughts long to escape
Stay frozen like a winter lake
Snaking and crawling in pursuit
Of a medium, a medium unknown…
 
In the commotion of this rain
In a chaos of escaping thoughts
I stand still
Calmness like never before
I feel every breath, but is it air?
Yes I feel every breath, but is it air…
 
The incandescence, the beauty,
Of bustling life in emptiness
Of speedy joy in a timeless space
Of vastness
In a spaceless land..
I wonder, have I arrived?
 
No pain, no pride,
No wrath, no greed,
A space freed from dictated need
In blissful chirping of muted sounds
A rhapsody of sorts I have found
 
No pain, no pride,
No wrath, no greed,
Drenched in love my senses float
A myriad of skies, an unbound soul 
Synchronized to a musical note
Mile after mile, so vast, so white
I wonder, have I arrived?

 

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