Vibrations on the wind,
floating through this space,
this cold winter eve,
drifting rainbow lace;
Raising on her tides,
the spirits of men,
surfing radio-waves,
dancing in her zen;
Cradling my mind,
as she feeds my heart,
holding me tightly,
in places I fall apart;
My music she hears me,
and keeps me warm inside,
with soothing mellow melodies,
my heavy metal guide.
By: Viraj Belgaonkar
“Rainbow lace” – what a beautiful line! π
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