Lotus Symphony
Gourds, seeds, sticks from the desert
Music with base beat deep in dharma
Mystical college, orient sun
Woven in stars amidst the lost world
Call to the tribes
All the ghost legions
Cobra dreams
Sacred waters
Waiting for the chaos to depart
Ashrams, swarthy swamis
Karma in centuries
The world of conflict
No random stars
Everything in phases of becoming
Transcendence
Every note a prayer
Every phrase relief
A flight
A reckoning
Random wind
Past the stage a soul
Music rises like a river
Lotus blossoms swirl amidst the stars
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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