A Harmony Rises
By sidewinder
Within its own evolution a harmony rises to touch a soul, Yet those jealous faces complete the story, The chapter was written long before the need rose to the surface, Single notes edging their way in to the music, Smooth in those rhythms syncopated in those beats, Somehow it touches your soul, Close your eyes and feel it, It's the music that gives you chills when you hear it for the first time, It's the tune that plays inside your head even when the record... stops, telepathic in its ever changing echo reflective within its own serenity, Flowing gracefully in its own time, Connected to a spirit held blind, Nourished carefully in a gathering of that melody felt sublime, Thought reaching out rippling, swaying, Stirring the heart, Touching that which is found, Only when it needs to, raging in its completeness, held like a prism multifaceted, shared in those colors one by one, as if a note could reveal that passion, Prime... only found in a miracle. Dec. 18, 2001 By: B.E. Whitehorn & Rachael I. Dotson Written December 24th, 2001 © on Jun 01 2002 03:17 PM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 18 • 10
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