Yirdaki Rhapsody
Yirdaki rhapsody;
no passing fancy.
Breath-bullet;
spinning down its chamber of wood;
enchanting elixir, so very good.
Breathing sound-light;
how it bleeds, so right;
a healing vibration,
echoing sensation;
didgeridoo’ing brings cosmic elation!
Born in the woods of each tone,
brings magic of visioning dreams.
Peace waves resounding from Yirdaki dreams;
can elevate spirit to heights never seen.
Thanks to the bug, who devours his grub;
harmony gives the world, a big hug.
Yirdaki rhapsody,
like peaches and cream;
Is sweet perfection that is sure to glean;
miraculous joy, from all who can hear it.
It extracts the funk, from all who are near it.
The song of the wood;
it rides on a breeze;
the vibrational gift,
is so sure to please.
It’s not just a hollowed out tube,
you can bet;
it’s healing energy surpasses all tests.
On another plane I ride, vibrations,
which upon I slide;
mind dances on the tonal tide.
I waltz within the timeless realms;
Yirdaki posted at the helm.
Melting deep into the drone,
my spirit does not stand alone.
The things I see, within the drone;
when done, will usher me back home.
Yirdaki rhapsody, how it swells
and secrets it will ever tell.
The dance is meant, to call all souls.
Come dance and be inside the fold.
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2018
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