Nothing Else Can Say What The Music Does Poem by Shalom Freedman

Nothing Else Can Say What The Music Does



Nothing else can say what the music does
Who knows why such feeling comes so strongly?
And who knows what that feeling is?
Love? Longing? Poignancy beyond description?

Why does the Music move us so?
And why can't we say what this overwhelming Feeling is
Which takes us beyond where we have ever been
To where we most live again?

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Shalom Freedman

Shalom Freedman

Troy New York
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