Carriage

Carriage brought me here
wish to take me back
happy in my deafness
reveled freedom

Voices run in vapory mask
fade to fit statue
given behold
composed purity 

Passionate sound
louder and louder
in each note

Silence surged  
realms dropped
anger met
its own calm

Looked back twice
glimpsing face
dreamed talking to a friend
turned ashes of beloved

Pitched tune in yellow 
mixed as its heard
purple and green
never recall black
may be some gray
as ever evade
till fingers numb
 
Audiences clapped
maestro’s hand gently touched
bow to life rejoiced
thunder in ears
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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