The Phil-harmonic Orchestra Inside My Head

Its musicians

have never taken music lessons.

They are self-trained.

They have the music within.

They don’t have to sit down to play;

they are tireless,

although they move

while producing their sound.

They keep a suitable

distance between one another,

because their positions

are important.

Each one of them

is unique

and all together

a one-of-a-kind phil-harmonic orchestra.

They have their own system of performing,

and it can’t be copied.

Imitators have tried hard,

but no other conductor is like the sun.

They are so free of dependence

that they have no musical instruments.

They just use their own bodies.

Moving and sounding, swirling and echoing…

Their mathematical precision

is full of wisdom.

No sheet music is necessary,

yet, they know exactly what they’re doing.

Their melody

can be perceived everywhere;

as if the orchestrator has spread megaphones

all over the world.

From their blissful symphony

euphony emerges; the balancing factor

to the cacophonous thoughts I produce

when my mind forgets its upper counterpart, the Nous.

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Anthi Psomiadou — CC BY-NC-ND 4.0 International : Credit must be given to the creator/ Only noncommercial uses of the work are permitted/ No derivatives