Listening to music keeps me fine
taking the tense away with a shine
as I lend my ears to every line
my heart goes out to the words in nine
leading me to forget to dine
as I throw my soul into it in a bind
not knowing what is happening in a wind
I sit totally enraptured and become blind
not literally but metaphorically in hind
with a throb and an advance in kind
I lose myself to the nuances of music
as I revel and rejoice in its delicious mystic.
Meenas Poems 