Tuning Of Fifty Violins

Tuning Of Fifty Violins
© Surazeus
2018 03 20

At the tuning of fifty violins
in the gymnasium of the middle school
the single note vibrates the universe
for a thousand years of timeless desire.

Invisible wind flowing over stones
and swirling between the wood trunks of trees
sings with ancient voices from the blue sky
that explain where I should go to survive.

I hear enchanting cry of aching hope
and kneel on the plain under shining clouds
to watch the woman walking in the wind
who sings one endless word across the sky.

Approaching me among the purple flowers,
the singing woman who voices the wind
glows bright as the sun haloing her head
and spreads her arms wide to embrace the world.

She stands above me in the flashing wind
and sings vibration of the universe
in ringing melody that burns my heart
with aching flame to become everything.

Transcending body of this nameless ache,
I spread across the sky in sunset flames,
and countless stars flash through my freezing eyes,
enchanted by the woman singing high.

She pulls me deep inside her aching heart
and we become the spinning world of wind
at lust of surging waves that flush our minds
when I begin to sing the word she knows.

We sing together under twinkling stars
and flowers blossom from our tingling skin
so kisses that caress my aching heart
influence me with spirit of the light.

Then deeper in the darkness of her song
I float on sweet vibrations of the mind
when surging time of endless relevance
bears me beyond the melody of death.

I wake from dream of ancient memory
when one incarnation of my deathless soul
was conceived in the field of flowers and stars
to hear the children stroke their violins.

I see my child in the large orchestra
slide arching bow across vibrating strings
to tune the aching love of ancient souls
who wake inside our minds with ringing tunes.

For a thousand years of timeless desire
the single note vibrates the universe
in the gymnasium of the middle school
at the tuning of fifty violins.