Harmonic Elation
My guitar sings, it’s reverberating strings; dance with my fingers.
My dulcimer cries and whines; telling folk tales, centuries old.
One with the strings, their harmony brings elation, to my soul.
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2014
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