Melodious Tears
Melodious tears drawn from melancholy wells
symphonic rivulets flowing out of eye born swells
music pistons pumping melodies into the heart
dipped in honey and drifting through the dark
into a mystical, thick maze where passion is born
where music and tears and love all take form
and the stirring causes a mysterious uprising
a peaceful subduction, a wondrous hypnotizing
and passion becomes a river in a gentle flowing
and gaining speed with the intensity growing
and the tears and the melody all mingle together
drifting through the air as light as a feather
and falling like raindrops upon our eager ears
and into canals as the cluttered mist disappears
and the players play on with tears in their eyes
pumping melodies inside to make our spirits rise
and the new rains become tears falling down
into our parched fields of black and brown
and the risen spirits take us into fields of bliss
and sink into us like a mother’s tender kiss
and our new paradise is full of beauty and warmth
and as easy as in a still summer’s morn
oh, music so sublime, so teary, so passion filled,
so tranquillizing, so calm with peace instilled
with a melody to send you upward on high
so you can sprout your wings and fly and fly.
