Four Shadorma’s to create one poem.
Melodies
of such purities
Play upon
the graceful
winds, soaring to extreme heights,
Music of the night.
Welcoming
The innocent tune,
A dance springs
From the depths
Of the ever joyful earth,
myth’cal scene unfolds.
Hark, young one,
The music parades.
Swaying to,
Swaying fro.
Surrender, and allow the
Notes to surround you.
Surrender,
Your heart, banish all
broken hearts.
Allow the
True nature of things to thrive,
Heart bursting with peace.
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