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Rated: E · Poetry · Music · #2303500
A tribute to one thing that sustains me. Poem #4

The sense of sound
Resonating through a canal,
Receiving it readily
Anxiously awaiting the magic.

Like the greatest gift imagined
Melody meets mind,
As a rowboat bobs
Alongside the dock.

Knock knock
Humming and it comes in,
Notes sublime burst
Consciousness with aplomb.

A gift received humbly
The awe of composers,
Focused on the escalation
Then descending emotions.

Chosen just right
To express a vision,
Presenting tones
Pleasing to my ears.

The offering feeds my senses
Feelings born of sounds,
Fortissimo or pianissimo.

Voice is nice
Instrumental better,
Natural and original
Majestic pieces.

When my time comes
Play a tune,
Let me go out
With a joyful soul.

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