Listening To Great Music
Listening to a piece of great music
One delights
The flow
From Major to minor and
As one goes from ecstasy to tears
Tears to ecstasy
In those lengthy spaces of harmonious wandering
One becomes aware
Aware of certain priceless moments
Points in Paradise
Along the wheel
Those sparkles
Those darkles
Those conflicting emotionals
Color the whole
Travel the veins
Like strong red wine
Hold a body a mind vise-like
Lifting
Soaring and
On and on
At last the work is over
One thinks
Why does such majesty have to end?
Only the fondest strains remain in memory
Then
One realizes at last
This must be like the good life’s end
Lying there
The few or the many cherished moments
Entering
Joys
Tragedies resolve
Major to minor
With bright points
Like evening stars…………………………….
And
Finally
One yields to that long white decrescendo
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