Monday, 24 November 2014

To My Daughter

When a subtle whisper penetrates all walls of your being

When a distant melody caresses you like nothing before
leaving you in a daze – a softly floating, glowing state

When one beat unhesitantly grabs your insides 
and shoots you through darkness 
like the first stem of spring pushing through the Earth

When in a single moment all that is false is magnified in you
and you are forced to let go of all that is hard, heavy and untrue

When a single image conveys the unwritten wisdom
of ancient civilisations lost
moving an ocean of lives through your eyes

When a single word gives birth to a nebula of light within
crystallising the brilliance of your whole existence –

That, my love, is art.



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