Nostalgia - Judy Esther
Music
Music is the quivering of a string, charged with waves
And it can happen that the notes of music are reflected
In this way, she was scattered through the air
Music is the language of the spirit.
When the fairy fingers of music touch the doorway of feelings
We lay our hearts and our souls
You teach us to see with our ears,
khalil Gibran
from the upper air,it penetrates your hearing, its echos
emerges from your eyes in a burning tear, and from your
lips as they sigh for a beloved one being far away,or it
utters a moan caused by the sting of history and the fangs of destiny.
on your lips as a smile of fulfilment.
Music is a houri in the paradise of the gods,
who was in love with the sons of Adam, Then
she came down to earth and told them of her love.
The gods, in a fury, ordered a terrible wind
to rush after her in pursuit.
and disseminated to all the corners of the earth.
She did not die, she still lives in the ears of humans.
Music is the echo of the first kiss bestowed by Adam
on the lips of Eve.
And ever since then this echo has caused pleausre to
rebound onto fingers as they play and ears as they listen.
Through the eyes of hearing I was able to see the heart of love.
Its melody is like a playful breeze
which makes the strings vibrate with love.
they awake memories enclosed in the depths of the past.
O divine music!
closely within you.
and to listen with our hearts.