To see the world through the notes
witnessed without the aid of eyes
exclamations of counterpoint
revealing both the lows and highs
a form describing entire worlds
from turn of melody by instruments
the sequence measured in the beats
mountains built as consequence
this vision seen in full bloom
with rainbows found in timbre's groove
bridging valleys in between
contrast the tones by silence spoke
repeating in a wild refrain
apparitions of purest joy
fully seen in lucid dreams
realized by harmony.
© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.20191008.
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Music is the art of life. 10+