Rhythms of Holi

In the heart of spring, where vibrant hues dance,

Beneath the azure sky's wide expanse,

Set against the backdrop of ancient lore,

Holi's rhythm beckons, a call to explore.

In the air, a melody begins to rise,

As dhol drums echo under azure skies,

Their beats like thunder, strong and bold,

Awakening spirits, both young and old.

The flute joins in with its mellifluous song,

A serenade to the jubilant throng,

Its notes like cascading streams, pure and clear,

Guiding souls on a journey, far and near.

Amidst the chorus of laughter and cheer,

Echoes the fervent chant, loud and clear,

Of traditional songs, sung with fervent delight,

Binding souls together, in joyous flight.

Colors swirl and twirl in a joyful spree,

As voices merge in harmonious glee,

Each step a dance, each movement a rhyme,

In the rhythmic celebration of this timeless time.

The beat of the dhol, the flute's sweet sound,

Weaves a tapestry, where joy is found,

In every note, in every shade,

A symphony of Holi, in memories made.

So come, join the revelry, let your spirit soar,

In the rhythmic cadence, forevermore,

Let the music of Holi, your heart enthrall,

As we dance to the rhythms, of spring's joyous call.