When One Sing a Song Or Dance
When One Sing a Song or Dance
When one sing a Song, play a Music or Dance, or
Make a painting on a Canvas or sculpture on a rock,
A Poem on the walls of its mind and heart,
Your soul blooms in the ecstasy of divine Music,
Your heart feels to spread its wings, beyond every wall.
Like the Dancing Peacock in full swings and thrills,
You began to feel like dancing, on the rhythms of your heart.
One must give a chance to its heart and soul,
To enjoy the blessings of Musical lore’s,
The creations of an artist, or a Musician, who writes,
On the sands of time or on the walls of everyone’s heart.
As these would always remain,
Your creations beyond time and stars and
May always shine, like the most precious and rare gifts after God.
Listen the Music hidden in the steps of a dance, or
Feel the brush making a painting, on your mind and heart, or
Feel the strings of Music, making your soul to thrill and dance.
Feel these divine beauties or else, one day,
You may find, your talents were nipped in the buds,
By your own stubborn mind or heart.
Ravindra
Kanpur India 24th Jan. 2011
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