Nightfall Harp

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This is my greatest poem I have created, yet.

It is now dark and under the dome
there are hands moving
inside a home

Notes of angelic sound
circulate the air
wandering beyond walls
flying into the city
making countless calls

Creators of footsteps below the full pearl
tread in the alleys
hearing musical melodies shout out for them to hark
their hearts dance to the hymn
coinciding to the tempo in the dark

Where is that rhythm coming from
There are no signs of the source that show their thumb
Stare at the moon, the nightfall harp is blessing the sadsome

Out there, a hundred miles far
the souls pick up their ear
from the bliss dispersing from afar

Nightfall harp,
where are you
Nightfall harp,
we hear you,
Nightfall harp,
we love you

Happiness shall now come to pass
as the angel sprouts his wings

Hand in hand
the city joins for a holy choir
as their voices wire
blazing spirit fire
showing love a step higher

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