music – Holly Rose Thomas

The Piano

March 10, 2023September 23, 2025Leave a comment

The notes that fall within the fertile soul

Abstract image with water, sky (above and below the water), a mountain, and something resembling a broken down piano — *_{Author image, thanks to NightCafe AI Art Generator — Prompt by Hoagie}*

I am the piano, your fingers work the keys
And every breath of life that I’ve resisted is released
I am the piano, your fingers write the chords
I’m here beneath your fingertips, they intonate the words
Words like water, lilting phrases, stimulating tenderly
Rivers that exist within and far beyond the body that you see
As I am lying open hearted here before
The grace that feels the majesty of music at its core

Music is the water, emotion is the song
Translated to energy as we move beyond
Form and time and space and things that troubled beauty held
And restitute eternity with every blessed swell
As the zephyr rises and the crest is peaked to fall
Rolling as it rose, a building magnitude, a wall
Power built on power in its ever gliding roar
Soaring us to certainties we’ve never felt before

I’m delighted by the prospect, joyful rich simplicity
Unabashed by troubles cast within the world of empty dreams
To enjoy the consequence of driving forth the winding snares
That beheld uncertainty, the fear of loss, infinite cares
Woe betide the one who seeks to hold what cannot be
But the merest wisp of heaven cast within a dream
Let us rise beyond the dearth of this beguiling coup
Subjugating, pacifying, stifled and subdued

Contrast with the beneficent hope of certainty
Deep within the heart in this impeccable release
Rich in beauty, seamless joy, home to perfect mind
Infinitely pure and gentle, always soft and kind
Rising with the climax of the swelling melody
Bodies used as vessels of communication, peace
Intricate in glory, manifested through the words
Spoken by the keys as their caresses are expressed, adjourned

My heart holds the strings that feel the hammer’s mighty blow
Raining tones of complex beauty fall within the flow
Wrested deathly from the minor depths, released to soar
Out into a universe it’s never known before
I become the notes as you express your clarity
That the grace you play from knows the truth that we are free
Freedom is the tide that carries every one back home
As the notes that fall within the fertile soul are sown

It’s Your Heart

March 3, 2023September 23, 2025Leave a comment

A lesson received and gratefully understood

Abstract swirls of creative flow around a magical light-filled pool of water — *_{Author image, thanks to NightCafe AI Art Generator}*

Can you start to understand, it’s because it’s you?
It’s because it’s your heart that the notes flow through
It’s your peace, your energy, consciously aligned
With the flow of beauty that is present in your mind

Can you start to understand, it’s because it’s you?
It’s because of all you are and all you cease to do
As your heart is moved to spell the voicings and the words
Clarity becomes them as they spill out and are heard…

Deep within the mysteries that consecrate the soul
Waking in the centre of the one accepted role
Peaceful, unbound, soaring, out beyond the stars
Every moment you receive the music in your heart

It’s because you listen as the notes come through
Holding them within your heart, alive within the truth
Every note is sacred, it’s an energy
Wrapped within the instant it arrives here from eternity

Every note is herald of the gleeful tide
Rising from the trickles that between your pebbles sigh
Rising to a culmination, raging at their core
Wildest inhibition casting, homeless, to the score…

All the notes you couldn’t seem to understand or see
As the joy of quietude comes rushing through your dream
As you let the well of life come rising, bubbling through
The sudden understanding that it’s because it’s you

Of Sound, and of Silence

June 28, 2022September 23, 2025Leave a comment

A moment of recognising wholeness and peace, with complete gratitude

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The help is more available than the pain
This strikes me as I listen today
After spending some time letting words flow onto the page
The fearful mind has been exposed and witnessed to, and now it can be still
The help appears: available to me in my mind
Perfect in its simplicity, glorious in its breadth
Its breath moves through me and I recognise its melody
Resting in each pause with a true master’s understanding
Of sound, and of silence

Rest — internal, graceful
What is my lesson today?
What do I need to understand?
Where in my mind, in your mind, will you take me today?
This fiction is a classroom for the evolution of my soul
The rest appears; the help is the rest
The peace that passeth understanding every instant but now
I open into gratitude as the past is released into half-remembered patterns
Of sound, and of silence

The world itself is opening within my heart
There is nothing outside of the self I am in you
Everything is releasing and everything is available
All help, all rest, all peace, it is available to me now
You are the master that knows only giving all to all
You the one with perfect grace, perfect understanding
You the only path worth walking in the dreaming of this world
In the dreaming of colour and of darkness
Of sound, and of silence

Unimaginably Beautiful

August 16, 2020September 23, 2025Leave a comment

A poem experienced through a glorious gladioli

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I look into your face
For a perfect moment the universe is the intoxicating colour of your skin

Richness magnified intensely, my consciousness enfolded in the satiny immersion of your electrifying expression

I am saturated by the iridescent nature of your sepals’ colouring
Enjoying your obedience to the never-ending question of transition

Sleeping reptilian spines, ripening daily, revealing rich cascading blooms
Bursting suddenly, astonishingly, to the irresistible command of a forceful, silently chiming directive

A most remarkably inspiring shedding of skin

Destinies fulfilled
Treacherous, cavernous ways through deadly dunes averted
Songs of the open and blissful heart sung in euphoric harmony

An entire universe of grace, unimaginable beauty
A wormhole transporting me to flowing wells of freedom inside the openness of every blooming shell

The depths I can go to in me through you
As surprising and as beautiful as the never-ending opening of your soul to me

I cannot defy you. I must awaken, enliven, flower in irrevocable glory
Despite the fear that closes on my mind and holds me, trembling, still
I cannot respond to you but with my own blossoming of mind, my voice and my rising, grateful heart

Your petals will fall with the irrepressible illusion of time
My petals will droop and stale, as yours, before the body’s time-felt end

But beyond these death haunted dreams the glory of eternity wakes in the spirit of your irreversible flourishing and my breathless witnessing

I will always know your gifts and hear your song, alive, in this perfect, present heaven

And I will ever know the timeless constancy of our connection, our brotherhood, our love, throughout the ever-expanding infinitudes of mind