Melodious was the tune that filled nature
Surpassing the beauty of the Koel
Awaking all life with its note
Even those that withered away
Seemed to resurrect under its tone
But where was such melody blooming?
Searched the youngins of all
And resulted in finding its source.
At the bank of the sparkling river
Basking in the rays of the morning sun
Was an ethereal beauty with a flute
Eyes closed and fingers strumming
Originated the joyous tone
The flowing hair held up in a knot
Enhanced by the feather of a peacock
The brows relaxed
Enjoying his own tune
The bow-shaped lips form an embouchure
Producing the heart-warming tune
Calmness embedded within his posture he posed
Silence stood the ones gazing
Enthralled were they
By the sight of the serene beauty
And the wondrous melody erupting from within
Failed, did they to notice,
The silence which engulfed them all
For the young lad’s fingers had stopped strumming
And opened did he his eyes
Soft gasps erupted,
At the fact they were caught staring,
At the one who was playing
Giggling did they all run
Not away but towards
The one who welcomed them with mirth
Embracing them did he smile
And sighed did they all.
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