The heart reaches out
And penetrates your being
Touching a cabalistic level
Hitherto unseen

When you begin to hear
Not the deafening chimes
But the droplets of nectar
Inundating your mind

One at a time, drop by drop
It seeps into your being
Creating a supreme melody
With a touch of the pristine

Slowly driving away
The extraneous thoughts
Clinging to your mind
Like a hive of maggots

There is an internal struggle
As your mind tries to reorient
To the surrealistic reality
The emerging quotient

Finally synchronising fully
To the music invading its core
Resonating ecstatically
As never before

Subir Chakraborty / 13th May 2018