Play of light on tender eyelids.
Lips part in exquisite Indian glory.
Soft music hums....
Gentle summer rain unveils
the petulant painter's story.
Bold incantations,
melting images on the wings of time.
The same incessant poem
written by Rimbaud and Ginsberg.
Transfigured murals of the soul.
Beatific visions of October evening sky.
Metamorphic fantasies exploding simultaneous
with the limber force of life.
Ritual satisfaction,
mental wanderings through the ruins.
Piano melodies of the globe in full delight.
17 September 2008
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