Distant Melody

Fatigued mind lays the body reclined
Streched further the paining legs
Fluttering heart lulled in closed eyes
Evening albedos splashing leafy on face

Gentle breeze porting a temple melody
Bliss of heaven gentling the soul hushing
Band of seven bores harmonising the mood
A Nagaswaram-music nominating the Almighty

Defiant can who be against tranquil quiescence
Caressed when weary the body, mind and soul
An ebon instrument mouthing heavenly utterances
Reed to bell out to solemnise from afar

I'm appeased and I'm invisible
Behind those dulcet frequencies gone
My mind, my heart, my soul in rapture farther
A godly touch consoling me from my woes

This garden, this chair and my body
Be null until self mine resumes
To notes of Nagaswaram dancing my soul
Cadent my mind in accordance to Thavil

poem by Indira Renganathan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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