A Rising and a Falling

This is the power of a thousand twining sonics
a thousand strings
to vibrate the heart’s inner sanctum.

The falling teardrop note
that sets you alight.
It’s a long burning flame.

This is that tremble, that shudder
that sets your hair on end,
your soul on its head.
There is something wrong. There is something right.

How can anyone be so soft
and yet courageous?
This takes a strength I have yet to find

to fill that inner space
with music.


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