please listen

Olden days I composed epics, singing them away to streams winds wings and clouds to be spread over distant lands and distant times that I would not travel and generations I would not reach and languages I would not speak.

All heard them in their own home; sang them as their own words in their own tongues; sang them in their own melodious voices, and felt them in their hearts with hairs rising ~ effortless.

I am the great...grand...master bard composer of lives from Akasha to Akasha.

I let in a simple thought in my mind - that slowly spreads through my body - trillion zillion cells play the same simply, the only way they know that to play.

The symphony fills the sky; drenches the atmosphere with delights and feelings that lasts for ages till reverberations and echoes leave and at long last ~ silence.

My music traveled through the world from sky to sky.

(no more thought to play no more character to create) 
silence ~ wordless noiseless limitless ~ continuous ~ original ~ endless

melody never sung is in the air now

please listen 

......

my timeless melodies swim to distant shores in ageless silence