Wistfulness, beauty and love, cool rainy summer afternoons, Tears, fulfillment, a mind at rest, liquid thoughts of awareness
Bubbling to the surface with the music, the notes play
Around my mind, comforting warmth swirling in aural tones
Painting a landscape of sound that meshes seamlessly
With Images of mist and rain swathing a verdant mountainside,
And with the scents of the hills borne on a cool and crisp wind.
My mind creates the place, a rift which I step into,
By pulling at the curtain of thought and conditioning.
The essence of reality brought into question.
