MusicA Poem by DeleVan Sonta-an DellErbawhat music means to me....Black keys, white keys, Melodious beauty. Low notes, high notes, Amorous harmony. I join the sweet tune of your swoon As you sing with the strings of a divine orchestra, A tribute to the skies where dwells Abba. Can you hear it? We were sung into existence,
Why now should we not sing this cadence? Can you feel it? Tender tendrils of quivering notes, Dancing in rhythm to shimmering hopes. This common language is what binds us" It is only our inability to hear it that blinds us. © 2012 DeleVan Sonta-an DellErba |
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1 Review Added on October 23, 2012 Last Updated on October 23, 2012 AuthorDeleVan Sonta-an DellErbaTucson, AZAboutI love anything creative---art, poetry, music, dancing, working with the earth, staring at the stars, loving with arms wide open, looking into eyes deeply, caring for others, birth, rebirth, transform.. more..Writing
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