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The Power of Music

It’s music makes me feel this way But how or why I cannot say : A certain chord or frequency Has a profound effect on me Like water trickling down my spine : It makes me shiver, but I’m fine, A tearful feeling, though not sad, Comes over me and makes me glad. A tingling scalp, exhilaration, A growing sense of expectation, As the haunting mystical theme, C minor, stalking, so it seems, Now rises unexpectedly In dark B minor, regally. Climactic coda now in sight Restates the glorious theme with might. The final chord then drifts away Like wood smoke on a breezy day.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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