Music's Moment
wisps of air unite in glorious sound
spilling from the hearts of those on stage;
time freezes in the calmest, deepest way
five hundred watch, connected to one breath,
the spirit of one flowing, yearning line,
straining to hear the sorrow put to rest
farewell, mine past-- come later, future, too--
this moment is ours and music our divine.
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