The strings take a life of their own
Sometimes diminished
Majors and minors side by side
Pulling emotions
Harmony and discord as one

Skilled hands sweeping
Paintings of sound
Unforgettable across the years
Brought to mind
Time after endless time

So personal when shared
So universal in reach
Given freely for one and all
Creation at its best
From creation to the breach

Stoic Poetry


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