▪︎A Voice Intriguing▪︎ Wandering to and fro much passively I heard a solemn voice from the oblivion Alluring me like a candy does to a kid And propelled me to a convivial illusion. The maiden midst the lea calls me out, 'Stretch your wings and take a flight Soar above the clouds and kiss the sun You are an uncaged bird, seldom alight.' The cherub on the swing calls me out, 'Burn like a star and stand out bright For, sky is your body and you, its heart; Night is the realm and you're its knight.' The dotard on the bench calls me out, 'Life is short my friend! yell in delight How many windowpanes have you broken, How have you felt to embrace the kites?' The raindrops over my hat calls me out, 'Let just sing in unison dear wanderer! Pitter-patter I play, cleanse your chords I'll be the drummer, you be the composer.' For a better read, ▪︎A Voice Intriguing▪︎ Wandering to and fro much passively I heard a solemn voice from the oblivion Alluring me like a candy does to a kid And propelled me to a convivial illusion.
