As music floats by
Playing my harmonica softly into the night
Watch a few birds take flight
The sound fills the air
Some animals seem not to care
Guess that is fair
Can see the music as it floats by
To disappear in the darkness of the sky
Shimmering
Glimmering
Visual echoes of sound
To gravity they are not bound
Beautiful, I have found
Like a wave flowing past
I wish it would last
Different colors for all the many notes
Across the air it gently floats
Off into the night
Such a beautiful sight
My rainbow of light
Lost to the world around
My heartbeat, the only other sound
I enter a world of my own
Forget all that life has shown
All that I see
I feel so free
The energy it does take
Is so hard to make
I know I can stay
Only as long as I play
Trembling shaking
Reality starts waking
The music starts to die
Softly I cry
The show fades away
I find night has turned to day
I lay myself down to sleep
But the memories make weep
But they are mine to keep
Copyright © William P. Harris | Year Posted 2024
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