YOUNG MUSIC

At the threshold of my life

Young music, with finesse

Sounded silently

Hovers over profoundly-

My heart listened to it,

My mind too listened to it-

A stream flows in to me

I got on to the stream with glee-

I abandoned all the formalities

I absorbed only clarities

By means of chaste tastes

By dint of pure thoughts

I could recognize that music

Yes, that is my originality- music!

After renouncing my beliefs

After  rejecting  the conventions

I am proceeding on…

I am progressing on…

In abundance I have zeal

The true heights, I scale

Sublimity is the goal.