O dear friend did you not hear
the Divine music the last night?
Well, perhaps not!
Maybe you were lost in the whirlpools
of your dreams.
When I was fast asleep, the note murmured in my ear;
I read the rhythm, one thing I was sure—
it did not belong to the terrestrial.
I woke, absorbed, and began to follow the music
in the middle of the night.
On following it, I reached near the sea shore.
(I was unaware of the surroundings on the way)
The wet sand and the quartz tickled my feet.
I saw an erect silhouette, captivating.
A melodious symphony radially spread
from that shadow and penetrated my soul.
I felt the warmth that
I have never felt by the most expensive feathers;
I felt reborn after the great depression of my life.
As I involuntarily reached near the object,
a bright ruddy light spread all over
the water, the sand, and the trees;
the brightness then hurt my eyes.
But I could still see the shadow and its hand raised
above my head, and enchanting
some incomprehensible verses.
My soul merged with the silhouette,
and I returned home empty
Except for the musical note within me.