the unseen terrain

Going through the pages of my memory, I see the core of my soul through a different prism that has been there since I was born....The love of my life has been MUSIC which has followed me like my shadow even in utter darkness when I couldn't see nething,but feel the presence of an unknown power...The silence of solitude at times screams for sound of winds howling through the tall fir trees and my senses get suffocated, longing desperately to get a renewed vigour with smell of moist earth soaked by the first rains of the monsoon...