The path is
dark, wilderness all around…
A distance barking dog seems to frown.
The mind
lost in qualms, aghast. ……………When it hears a sublime start(of a guitar).
A tune it is
that I hold on to…………A jingle of the rock guitar,
Coming from
anonymous fingers………… travelling to unknown hearts.
The song has
no lyrics, but it whispers wisdom to my soul.
Forming a sync
with the thoughts unknown.
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