Sunday, March 26, 2006

Musician’s Muse

On my morning walk
Through a Midwestern wood
I heard other worldly sounds
In my everyday ears
Orchestral fancies, a chorus ethereal
And a sylvan ensemble rehearsing earthen hymns
Composed on a parchment of breath and heartbeats
My spirit became a listening device
And my entire life an instrument


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