May that brought bright colours
With rich flowers to the senses.
May like an angel that guided
A poet’s life to resurrection
Amid Mahler’s symphony.
The poet wonders if the composer
Felt that intense
To create his great musical canvas
Just like the artist feels a ride of
Elation with his imminent work
That grows out of a plain white
Sheet of paper?
Be it poet or painter
Musician or composer
There’s no greater revelation of
Than to fly the skies of creation
There she was
The dusky Muse
Fleet footed and radiant
May transferred from an angelic
To the plains of human healing.
MAY – all is in bloom
Friendship and love
The scent of white lilac flowers
Placed on her ebony locks.