I sit and play
To the sound of the strings
They take me to a place
of nothing but peace
As the sound resonates
my body feels free
I play for the angels
that watch over me
Inspired by This Old Guitar (For Juan) by Eric cockrell.
Short and sweat with a tone that resonates in the eyes of its beholder. Great Poem
Very good line I pray the angels/that watch over me. Congratulation Mr Dave. Yours Gajanan Mishra
An atmosphere of serenity slipped over my being as I read this harmony write.... Wonderful. Karen
Dave, a meditative and gentle poem. Good stuff. I also invite to read my poem Wings discarded on a headland found.
very simple, but successfully showed your playful and peaceloving heart, I like this poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A melody that will forever resonate. In tune, a meditation of the mind. Sucked in to complete bliss. Relaxed and not a single thought that brings a worry, a care, or despair. And for this utopia everyones is unique and a rarity. Sometimes it is so hard come by. And at other times your always there. Riding the waves as the tides come in then go back out. That is what this life is all about. Cheers to your inspiration, brought on by the muse.