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THE GIFT

It vibes in harmonics broadband, a musical language universal,
Echoing across the heights divides, falling as a thunderstorms,
Raw force of spiritual power, descending from the heavens above,
The angels do yield, surrendering the gift of music unto the world
Of man.
Pierced by their angelic thorny prongs, tender notes of rhythm,
Melt downwards from the silver lining of graces everlasting meadows
Of inspiration.
Separations clouds expose the here ever afters, sparks of the divinities
Fame burning as a torch lighting up the skies white powder showering
The earth with sweet melodic undertones, a thundering vibrating beat felt
Throughout the pulsating heart of nature itself.
Music lives within all things, it binds a connecting link, a 
Symphony a blending element, a melting promise between heaven and
Earth, a harmonious balance, light equaling dark.
In the vaults of the skies, the heavenly chorus joins with
The voices of humanity singing a song of complete
Harmony.
What a true wonder is this gift given unto mankind,
To write and sing, to share such expressionism with
One another, music is honestly a universal language
Understood by every nation, or age group beneath
The heavens themselves.
A heritages legacy passed down from grandfathers,
To fathers, and than to sons, and daughters,
Is this the love and wonder of these arts there in
So shared by all members of the human race for
Generations of inspiration to come.
I listen to the songs sang by the morning doves,
To the charming voices of our youthful young,
Than those jolly fellows from days gone by,
You know the old barber shop quorate.
So many variations and depths of degrees,
Harmony, rock-n-roll, to golden oldies country,
Music is a wonderment all to it's own glory.
So we thank you those powers on high,
For this miracle of a gift called music.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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  1. Date: 7/24/2014 5:06:00 AM

    This is a wonderful poem, Cheri. I completely agree with you. One of Gods greatest gifts to this world. hate can be melted into love with a sweet melody. Very well written, my friend.... Robert.
  1. Date: 7/24/2014 12:12:00 AM

    this is like a hymn of gratitude to God and music. It truly is one of our most precious gifts of the arts. Too bad there has to be stuff like heavy metal. I'm sorry but some of it just goes too far!!! Lovely poem.
  1. Date: 7/23/2014 10:10:00 PM

    Music is the universal language, well done!
  1. Date: 7/23/2014 10:00:00 PM

    Hi, yes, music! :) What would the world be without it? Great write, I can truly relate to the love you describe to music.

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