The Music Can Be Heard Poem by Miri AMR

The sound, the mere sound.
It can be heard.
It's in the wind. It's in the howl.
It's in my breath.
The music can be heard.

It's in the clamor and the cry,
in the lament and in the joy.
It can be heard.
It's in the the soft beat, the small sounds,
It's in my heart.
The music can be heard.

It's in the pain, the sharp bitter pain,
the friendship and in the enemy,
the agony and in the smiles,
the days and in the nights,
It can be heard.
The music can be heard.

Copyright © Miri A.
4/29/2008