Alice Coltrane ✨🎼🪷

**"Alice and the Eternal Song"**

In a garden where silence grew thick on the vine,

Alice wandered, a seeker of the sacred design.

The world was her temple, the stars her guide,

and music the river where her spirit would glide.

She found a harp half-buried in earth,

its strings like veins, pulsing with rebirth.

When her fingers touched its silken thread,

it hummed like the voice of ancestors, long dead.

Each note a petal from a flower unseen,

each chord a portal to realms in between.

The piano, her altar, stood in the sun,

keys like stairways where the infinite spun.

With each strike, she sculpted the formless divine,

weaving sound and spirit, the human and sublime.

The bass notes dug roots in the soil of her soul,

while the melody soared toward eternity’s goal.

Her music was the wind in the prophet’s ear,

a whisper that erased the illusion of fear.

The saxophone answered, a phoenix in flight,

its flame rising higher through the velvet night.

Together they danced in the fabric of time,

their duet a hymn, both human and divine.

The notes she played were not hers to keep—

they came from the cosmos, vast and deep.

She was the vessel, the chalice, the flame,

the nameless messenger bearing God’s name.

Each song a scripture, unwritten, untold,

a hymn for the weary, the lost, and the bold.

Her harpstrings called the stars to bow,

her keys turned the present to an eternal now.

The rhythm she struck was the pulse of the spheres,

a cadence that carried both joy and tears.

Through music, she spoke the language of all,

from the hum of the atom to the galaxies' call.

Alice walked a path few could see,

where sound became spirit, and spirit set free.

Her song was a ladder that climbed through the sky,

a journey through silence where souls learn to fly.

In her hands, music became the prayer—

a light in the darkness, a breath in the air.

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