Rain On Tin Roof: What Are You Thinking 2
I
The first time: "magic," they say
Then taken for granted, almost alway
Music from above
Now unnoticed
Except that first time
II
So, craft every time as "the first time"
And often ... "The Last Time,"
As we live this human experiment of be-ing
LISTEN, O do listen. Rain music, too,
Without a tin roof, harder in auditing
Missing magnificence
III
Human instruments, as in tin roof drums ...
Listen how Wonderful Wind conducts
This orchestra, swaying the drops, patterns
On my African tin roof
I'm evangelist and violinist
So are you: Heaven and Human hear the rain
Because we invented a tin roof
Copyright © Anil Deo | Year Posted 2021
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