Long Musicsweet Poems

In a Meadow

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I can feel the breath of violin, upon my face

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The fluttering wings of fingers playing, 'A Lark Ascending'

In sweet release, I close my eyes, and drift away to inner peace   

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All strife takes flight, the music takes me to a meadow growing….

Two clarinets, in soft duet …..are timeless, ageless, knowing 

I'm standing still, in waving grass,  a cello plays a soft breeze blowing

I weave and sway…the music plays …a french horn makes sweet love to me

As if a lark, I leave the ground, upon the lilting sound, and fly away…





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Inspired by the Classical composition, "A Lark Ascending" 
Composed by Vaughn Williams