Fingers dance
Across the
Silky smooth
Ivory keys
Ringing out
Delicate and soft
Like
tiptoeing across
Fragile glass
Hands smoothing out a wrinkle
In the sheets
Smoothing down a
Freshly made bed
Residual warmth
from the dryer
Like
The sun
Reflecting through
Crystal clear water
Lighting up the
Watery,
Silent world
Warm metal strings hum
Gliding
Fingertips
Like a tightrope
A balance
Of time
Deep richness
Pulling the bow,
Whispers your most inner secrets into your instrument
The vibrations
Traversing the air
Molecules joining
And leaving
the dance
Until the path leads to you
Your heart.
YOU ARE READING
Joy for Joy's Sake Not Escape
PoetryBe soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let the pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place. ~Kurt Vonne...
