A change of mind conforms the flesh
Sweet harmony of heaven,
My being shall refresh.
Bring to me music
Make heart and soul combine.
Sing to me a chorus
Of thrill and awe divine.
What modest manner may commence
My tepid dreams and sorrow?
Bring forth the rapture of tool and voice
For the senses of tomorrow.
Through the discords of night
Hath the music broken.
Part the clouds with light,
And yield morning’s token
Breathe with me sweet spirit,
Our breaths in one accord
Bring to me music
A heart and soul restored.
This is spectactular! Your writing about music is almost as beautiful as music itself.
holy schiznickles, dude, you sound like a poet from the nineteenth century! ! ! see, this is rhyming at its finest. also, naturally, I love the sentiment here, as I imagine many will. You have a knack for approaching topics that are relatable to others. Four and a half gold stars for you, Summer! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I loved this poem the first time I read it, and now its een better :) KUDOS! ! !