Thoughts of a Musician

With my Guitar, i gone to a world of unseen
Where mind stops wondering and soul
starts to speak its untold secrets.
Finger tips creating fusion by pulling strings,
creating tunes of dearth separations or pleasing
union jubilation which are never even experienced.

You wonder, how a musician creates its music?
imagining separation, he cries in vain of pain,
feeling dry buried ardent deperation in his heart
as a lover's grief poured in its tune telling his story.

Beaming in glitters of buoyant exuberant he dreams
of love making, and union of two hearts as they
experience sanguine gleeful of union and upbeat euphoric.

I pose a question, to meter limits of their sentiments
Even musing tears in separation,they create music of
illumination and while at apogee of ecstatic exquisite rhapsodic
their tunes embarks inconsolable woebegone of soul's grief.

Drowning in these thoughts, my tune is completed
To repose words, i tried to ponder on the opus étude
But the question still remain unanswered
how two extremes are gratified, while not even endured ?