In One Small Way

By Richard L. Provencher

Tue, 24 Jun 2014
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Music is like a prayer –

it ascends

descends

 

and lets our hearts know

when to cry --- I know I do.

 

When time climbs a mountain

it too sings of past beyond

ascending like

an eagle in flight

 

searches for one perfect note

and it does come –

 

dripping like honey

clothing us

in the desires of love.

 

 

Certificate PG
Poem
Poetry - For All Reasons
Surreal

Comments

Submitted by Bee on

Hi Richard.

Music means so many things at different times to different people. It's such an emotionally effecting thing. Lovely poem.

Enjoyed.

Bee

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on

Thank you, Bee. I always admire the talent many musicians have. Nature also has a natural flow, the way colours emanate from the sky, laments carry from loons and the slursh of waves against the shore are so soothing too. 

Richard L. Provencher