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A Harvest of Music
A Harvest of Music The orchestra gathered under the dome Audience awaiting the pure joy to come. Descending silence alerting the senses. Arrive the maestro, and magic commences. Trombone and trumpet burst forth with feeling. Explosion of sound, set senses reeling. Tuba and French horn now adding their voice, Uniting as one to delight and rejoice. Soft music flowing, a leaf in a stream, Catching the ear in a heavenly dream, Rising and soaring, empowered of wings, A dream maker's touch and violin sings. With long curving bow caressing the strings, Hair hiding her face, an angel, she brings The music of angels, rafters invading Haunting blue notes from cello cascading. Clarinet cadenza, clear fluid tones Tugging the heartstrings, embracing the bones. Filling the dome, ethereal splendour Fading away, celestial wonder. Percussion take hold, no longer hidden Cymbals and side drum do as they're bidden, Crashing and booming, sound finding its berth Pulling the listener back down to the earth. Thunderous applause with standing ovation. The crowd full of rapture capture elation, A feast for the soul, a prayer with no word A harvest of music, to honour the Lord.
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