The keys and staves demark strait paths
The restless note must travel on;
The note's the beast that carries
The burden of the sound.
Music evokes a sympathy
In willing heart, the symbol of
A presence, constantly descending,
White wings of endless love.
2006
To Sandra
Another beauty, Will, this poem... Music that speaks to us is a kind of heaven - 'a presence, constantly descending'. Thank you for this. Esther : ]
Thank you for dedicating your beautiful, 'Hymn Of Praise' to me. I am very honored. No rarer gift can be given than a poem, for words are imperishable.May your musical soul be blessed now and always, Your poetess friend, Sandra
A lovely hymn to a charming lady. Poetry like music seals connections that can be made in no other way.
Very nice link between “music” and “sympathy”. I immediately think of “symphony”. Music has many voices. I will have to think more about what is said to divulge the deeper meanings of all that is said.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Music is pleasure, it truly helps me through sad times---great poem from a great artist---Melvina