Of Music and Passion

A
Ainon N

The sargam falls silent
And tiptoes
through the maze of longing 
to catch a glimpse
of unexpected presence

In her heart a wild flutter

The candle flame dance
Night burns 
Thirst of him lingers
Beyond the moment
Beyond touch
A mist-laden night  
Spiced in cold
Shapes the nemesis
of an obscure dream
Tangled in the madness
of an unfinished embrace

There she becomes 
The overture
The legato
The motif
As the notes rise in tonight's darkness
As the tempo heightens
Her eyes let go of the tears

Such is the madness
Of music 
Of love  
Pure in content

In quiet
The sitar plays on…