Saturday, August 9, 2014

Euterpein

Blow thy aulos Euterpe
And make me sing all the way
songs which eternalise
bow of rain which fills the sky,

Make me part of your grandest art
That takes in all in one cart,
The songs, the music, the paints,
The lyricism of monsoon rains,

Blow thy aulos Euterpe
And make me travel all the way
Like You hath made Strymon once
To flow unhindered from Olympe,

Make me wonder and gape
How from throat songs escape
which can never one replicate
Teach me thy songs of Heaven's gate.

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