A flame of surprise
kindled in my heart
by music, music , all night as I lie
Chopin in the wilderness
Dreamscapes before my eyes
Surprise, don`t ask too many whys
Through waves of paint, silver noise
watercolour on my page
watermusic in my head
The stately procession of stanzas
Leads neaer to passion. Hopes outlive hopes.
And I sit here making verse
Looking for self and roots in homelands
As all of us do sometimes.
I pick up the scattered bits.