the breath of forgiveness
the breath of forgiveness
.
some say the music still plays
in the empty doorway, shaded with time
past an eternity of yesterdays
and melodic songs with words that rhyme
.
only in silence can you hope to hear
the forgotten songs that used to play
while harshly made noises of a foregone year
chase the sad gospel songs away
.
i see a badly peeling wall
with faded red bricks crumbling into dust
and an old man who once answered the call
whose ministry died when exchanged for lust
.
i felt a song begging for time
to be released into the waiting air
back into the heavens on a spiral climb
whispering for grace and mercy as a pair
.
in time all singers have surely died
all songs returned to their pillow clouds
with the purest music buried deep inside
where vagrant noise is never allowed
.
'til now the lonely cry of music's death
rests upon six waiting guitar strings
while the song has taken its final breath
and in heaven, a host of angels sing
.
.
© tolbert
Copyright © wayne tolbert | Year Posted 2025
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