Listen

Throw your colours to the wind

It doesn't matter anymore

The swirls of crafted artistry that 

Pulse at your masterful fingertips will

Get you nowhere.

Forget the greying, ageing hues

Forget the fading, bending rainbows

Forget the emotion you have recollected

Let the poetry that waits within

The mind to slink out in the same old letters be

Left to itself to slip out unseen

Unheard

Unheard.

Heard melodies are sweet 

But those unheard

Those unheard

Heralding the new day to its fullness is

The joy of a thousand, million birds

Their songs echoing each other's and

Coinciding in one grand chorus of the dawn

Open the eyes of your exuberant thoughts and

See the gentle curve of a smile on the ground waiting

For you to take rein of it, to gallop to seventh heavens

Forget the swirls and the letters and

Listen

Listen to life

Listen to the joyous infinities

Heard melodies are sweet

But those unheard

Those unheard

You thought of sculpting your way into 

The secrets of art

Rest your hammer and chisel and

Stare straight into the gold of the sun

Grab the sun and

Make it your dawn and whisper it out in a 

Tentative symphony

Forget, forget the swirls and the letters

Forget what you remember

Forget your very thoughts

Listen

Listen to life

Listen to a thousand, million whispers of joyous infinities

Heard melodies are sweet

But those unheard are sweeter

For it is sung in silence

And in the silence

You will listen

To life

To the whispers of happy infinities.