I hear marvelous tunes.
I feel the vast depths of time—
something my bones can sense,
for I am here, dwelling below it all.
For hundreds of years, the spheres have whispered to me,
telling a story—
a story without an end.
It is the vast, unexplored mirror of pain and beauty,
where both exist together, inseparable.
Dance with me until the fall of Babylon.
From Venus to the Moon,
dance with me for the children of the world,
until our breath is finally taken.
Together we will dance with the spheres
and with the kings of old.
The violin continues to cry,
the saxophone rumbles deep within the soul,
and the guitars never fall silent.
These are the tunes of time—
where love fades,
yet the music never truly ends
Dance with me to the end of love.
A poem by
-S.I. Guzman
