No watery grave for melodic
instruments rising in resistence
full moon's ebb in tides flowimg
their own rhythm in influence of
being a genesis of compositions
Never underestimate the power
of music as sounds can change
depression into passion of lost,
lonely days into revered moments
of rhythmic reverbated sounds
into healing a wounded heart
Connect to understand a story
in stanzas written for every soul
as music speaks for eyes opened
wide flaming ambitious desires to
dance in one's head when our
mere words fail us
Humanity be not blind nor deaf
to ever let the music die before
refrains in crescendos of refractions satisfy your evolution of night into
day by staffs of revolutions
(c) Seeing the Music
10January2012
Vivian L Dawson
I am quite taken by the "Excalibur" picture with the Stratocaster replacing the sword.
"music speaks for eyes opened"
beautiful work, Vivian ...
Ron
Beautiful poetry, Lady V!
Peace, love and light,
Amber
Lady Mary Ann
Joy L. Hale
Nice work. Got me to thinking.