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Transposed

The Art....
         The art of music reveals the soul's effigy
         The overture that eternally imparts its recital
         To amplify our harmony with ageless elegy
To Give....
         To give the great crescendo to all that we can endure
         Through tone, and pitch - notes from our melodious score
         Saturating the beholding forte of the hearts core
To Share....
         To share the unison of our lives in common
         The Maestro lifts our spirit beyond the raindrops that fall
         To shelter and lighten the load of us all
To Embrace....
         To embrace the air we breathe, the sweat we engender
         The times of our joy we muse to cheer
         The sunless hours of despair and fear
To Become....
         To become what we feel
         What we know - who we are - why us
         To play the cantata, the fugue, the opus
The Pinnacle....
         The pinnacle star of our absolution is music
         The worthiness of our quality
         The celestial harmony of knowing our reality
The Music....
         The music of our substance set us free
         The Rondo of our song, the Tremolo of our Rubato
         The Oratorio in the narrative of life's blood go
Transposing....
         Transposing ourselves to be mingled
         As the fish to the sea
         As you, as me, as we are in the concert of life!

The art to give, to share, to embrace, to become the pinnacle, the music transposing.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 7/13/2019 12:51:00 PM
Your poem exposes a bit of our own truth slowly but with a natural knowing that has captivated me and compels me to say "Wow! Lonna! Wow!"
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