Jingle
In just a vast nothingness
You unwind, holding on to the placid moments.
You suspend your thoughts
As everything starts from there
Need to get back to the origin
So that creative cycle revolves uninterrupted.
You delve into the strings of meditative incubation
From where music germinates
And engulfs far and wide.
You conjure up postures classical
Of the temple’s architecture,
As your elements spring up
Into a grace and elegance unforgettable.
You comprehensively mesmerise
The people, the place by the
Enduring jingles of your subtle feet.
I nourish and cherish
The remains of an echo of the jingles created
On the invisible walls of my soul
Long after the show is over.
poem by Arkay Drk
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