Query
Resonance;the birth of sound,
collides with cosmic scream.
Butterflies caged underground,
resurfacing from dream.
Mesmerized by lost defense;
passion’s lust for chance;
careening stars,the evidence,
freedom leads this dance.
Instruments caressed by hands;
souls stirred and awakened,
times shift like burning sand,
universe is shaken.
Beautiful, impending doom
scars the astral planes.
One voice decorates a room,
someone smiles, again.
Splendid orchestrations;
dissonance unwanted.
Hearts in celebration,
angels still, are haunted….
Copyright © Carol Richard Weyler | Year Posted 2011
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