Stop And Listen Poem by Diana van den Berg

Stop And Listen



Each key on the piano,
string on a harp,
syllable of bird song,
billet doux of the wind,
trickle of a stream,
is a note
to you
and me
and all who listen
with their secret souls;

and needs
to be revered
and cherished
and adored
and answered
in hallowed tones,
bonding;

when tumbled into
words
that only music
speaks.

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Diana van den Berg

Diana van den Berg

Durban, South Africa
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