Put my soul to bedLulled by soothing Nilambari
In a dream Jim Morrison opened his doors of perception
Got up sleepwalking on a tenous line
Drawn between the harmony of a thousand violins
And the disturbing noise of broken guitars
Tried wiping out the line I stood on
A tenous line drawn by who; can't say
Floyd began after Mozart stopped.
In Marley's voice, I heard the aalaap of a half- caste.
Some notes divorced the sturms of John Denvor and wandered with the baul's ektara
Some notes kissed the ABBA goodbye
And slept peacefully on the strings of the Tambura
I saw the tenous line fading slowly
And the high base shehnai embraced the trumpet.
And the beats of Rasputin rhymed a carnatic percussion solo.
Woke up once the line was totally wiped out.
Can this happen only in dreams?
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