Tribute

Tribute (Ustad Bismillah Khan, the flute maestro from India who died earlier this year)


The air is silent
and the waters aghast.
He who lend the soul to me,
added joy to my voice,
is dumb today.
Whispered the air.
He who styled my flow,
revered my drops,
is lost somewhere.
Waters cried.
He whose fingers
Molded the music
Embracing the lips
echoing through the heavens.
That,
He who lend the soul to music,
styled the flow,
of weeping Ganges,
is no more!
The Ganges are crying,
and sobs the air,
for the master,
who is no more!
But wait,
what it is that
just kissed the air?
A crestfallen grin,
may be!