Magic Garden

There are no words to express the emotion brought to birth by the river of music keys
and carried through the wind of the soul.
I would like to be a painter to be able to impress the colours that arise behind eyelids
each time a note plays
becoming a garden overloaded with flowers,
with their strong and glowing colours, powerful and majestic.
Like red roses which explode like bloody hearts
full of Love and Passion
Deep light blue of hidden fleur-de-lis
Orange colours which melt like sun drops
And the almost shy little and gentle pale colours
pink, lilac, the veiled white of primroses and daisies.
and many many little yellow spots…..
Gigantic dark leaves trees wrapped with soft, almost velvet creepers.
Light green of just born grass that softly melts
with the thousands of tones of the bushes and leaves around the water
Lake and stream of vibrating and echoing water.
Music of the fairies
like thousands of violins.
Dew drops are playing like the harps of the sky.
Light crystals comes down to fill the air with rainbow spots
and from them magical hands of spirits and sprites harvest buckets of colours,
and following the music they go to paint dreams.
Fairies dances and veils are carried by the lighting and the thunder
they go deep into hearts to make them stronger.
Crescents of moon are flying on the sails of flutes among sleeping thoughts.
Breathes of wind are silver ribbon tying hands in prayer.
Rainbow waves are rocking the bodies while the dance blows up
and souls taken by their hands are melting with light and flying beyond stars
filling the world of the echo of sacred songs.
Till the music will keep its sound
and drums will make the soul of the earth to echo
and the painter will keep on painting
and dances won’t stop
and fairies will blow their magic breath in the wind
and little spirits will sprinkles the rainbow,
My eyes will close and behind my eyelids
the magic garden will keep to open
and my words will try to catch for some instants the magic.
My words to try to put it for a while on a paper
to be able to gift it, like a kiss of a mermaid
can gift the hugeness of the sea.

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