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She Was Alone My brother Joseph told me one day: I ran to the beach in the need to be alone, Resting my head on the soft sand giving my Thoughts the permission to be free, even blind, I can dream. Sleep enhanced my vision from Its inner depth Carried me away to explore the sense of harmony That overtook my emotions as i started hearing a sound of music in the air. Suddenly, a beautiful woman In a theater stage Ready to perform her own lyre on a harp, Fascinated by her personality a serene look At the same time peaceful a smile appeared Just for a while, amazingly she looked the type of musician that would leave her audience stunned I called her my blind musician, as I am a blind musician. I noticed her make up so ideal to match her Golden dress that was sleeveless to allow her magical Hands once they start to play would move with a Feeling of no strangulation or suffocation. A V necked dress enough to show part of her bosom Then came the opened pleats from her waist down that Would help her musical instrument to feel totally at ease Once she embraces it for the coming performance. I could not remove my vision from that phenomena, Her clothes were a witness to her richness, sitting On an armless golden chair like a queen, motionless, Still facing a void as her role to perform was not yet To begin, nothing surrounding her looked alive not even A shadow only she and her harp, if I could only Touch her face to caress her beauty. No sign for a start; yet watching her harp and emphasizing That within minutes the curtain will rise slowly for her to Come face to face with the audience where she would unravel The mystery of her silence through her melodies lifting the Spirits of the spectators to a higher level of ecstasy, Admiration will spread everywhere. All of a sudden the theater blacked out The sound of chains lifting up the curtain Sounded Like a trains whistle arriving to its destination. A golden light brought life to that woman who will Perform unconditionally what she knows best to do, Was playing with aggressiveness a variety of musical Tunes on her harp. A note indicated a beginning; her first finger to caress A string one unique note with its echo silenced the crowd totally. Then a clap was heard, she refused to waste time, as she was Yearning to get started avoiding any introduction, began Caressing all the strings creating jealousy even between each Finger of who would go first. Gradually the music intensified so strongly I felt an individual Wipe away a tear; another was momentarily stunned, Someone else decided to share his emotions with a kiss to a Loved one two lovers were holding hands to prove the Power of a touch. Her arms free from prison were sliding up and down Moving on all the strings like a big wave landing From the wild ocean to relief Its tension on the sand. The end was exceptional, she retired waving a good bye, Not knowing she had a husband waiting for her. The earth moved under me I woke up already In love. One year later we got married, It was love at first touch Between Two Blind Individuals. Terry 1/7/2013
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