The soul, overwhelmed by music’s oceans,
to harmony of skies attuning ears…
I can’t retain innermost emotions,
as pure sounds bring to eyes tears.
A glimpse into the other realm, oh music!
The world material is merging with the highest.
Moved by the depths, the quiet mind is musing,
not able to resist to be unbiased.
Why? Why we need it, if we came from monkeys,
if we are ruled by natural selection?
Yet, atheists repeat themselves like junkies,
refusing supernatural connection.
The sounds melt in union with nature,
touch fine inner strings of human soul,
and, carrying imprints of the Creator,
they condense all feelings and console.
They let us know that we live not only
to eat and drink, to labour, and to die, -
they make us strive to be a bit more holy,
in purity desiring to fly.
15.04.2019