The Busker (Street Performer).

The Busker (Street Performer)

That was all the busker could see.

A misty one way road,

Without any traveler,

In the middle of Nowhere to nowhere;

And the shadow of a cliff, 

Resembled like a high mountain from distance,

That couldn’t echo a single note.

***

All of a sudden, he stopped and silently mumbled:

“An empty one way road doesn’t deserve any song”;

“A small cliff, unable to echo, doesn’t deserve any song”;

And consequently sank in an ocean of silence for a while.

***

How long?

One second, one hour, one day, one week or more?

Still nobody knows.

Did he reach the 10 ^Th dimension or a stage of self-enlightenment?

Or was he confused and lost in the middle of 5^th, 6^th and 7^th dimensions?

Still nobody knows.

Whatever it was;

It was the beginning of an end.
A type of deep transformation.

***

Since then,

No one heard a single sweet note from him.

Except the moon,

That behind the dark clouds,

Secretly shared his songs with some unknown stars;

And the furious ocean,

That by its roaring waves,

Echoed his songs into the coast of Nowhere land.

M. Sirani                    11.09.2015

* Busker: Street performer.