Listening Poem by The Queen's Dagger
Listening
It is beautiful,
this sound I hear
in the theater of dreams,
in the alley of death,
in the way of love.
I could and have
spent many hours just
listening.
Listening to all that I can,
soaking up this divinity,
for it must be holy.
This is my life force,
without it I would not survive,
this is my precious music.
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