Eternal Dance

These bronze companions Dha-dhin-dhin-dha flows from the soul Through seasoned fingers Tete-kata-gadi-gana Six decades of dance in palms Father's rhythms — Dha-dhin-dhin-dha lives within Each strike and echo Tete-kata-gadi-gana Alla Rakha guides the movement of hands Punjab flows through — Dha-dhin-dhin-dha spinning fast Like Sufi dancers Tete-kata-gadi-gana Ancient heartbeats in new songs Time bends beneath touch — Dha-dhin-dhin-dha lightning quick Then slow as prayer Tete-kata-gadi-gana Rivers flowing from your hands World shrinks to circles — Dha-dhin-dhin-dha speaks in tongues Of stretched leather skin Tete-kata-gadi-gana Universe in fingertips Jazz meets gharana — Dha-dhin-dhin-dha bridges worlds Through storm of palms here Tete-kata-gadi-gana East and West dance as one soul Silence between beats— Dha-dhin-dhin-dha tells stories Of thousand nights past Tete-kata-gadi-gana Every strike, a life's journey Though hands may rest now— Dha-dhin-dhin-dha echoes still Through time's chambers vast Tete-kata-gadi-gana Eternal rhythms never cease When the tabla falls silent, These sacred rhythms live on— In Earth's pulse, In Heart's Dance, In Soul's eternal song For rhythm never dies, It simply transforms— From fingers to air, From air to spirit, From spirit to the cosmic dance Where every heartbeat Carries the echo Of these eternal tabla rhythms, Forever more!