Latching onto every nuance
Of the sugary tune bride
As she slides through the mind
To flush the aisle with her melody
Escorted by her pompous band
When even the silence in the tune
Speaks out to the heart within
Like the solitude of a lover
Brings him closer to the beloved
The metaphysical and perception
Do not wary to the one who finds
His image in a transparent mirror
And himself in the myriad faces
That fill the mask clad world .
Such is the aficionado dipped
Sitting in the audience at a dark corner
Dipped in the tune that thaws on stage
Actually we know not
Who is the real maestro ?
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