Music in the air singing from a lark,
Sailing ‘cross the river moon
Beethoven sends dreams of the sonatas swoon,
Chopin lulls the senses, for applause,
Snowdrops ring the dainty bells cause
Daffodils start their famous dance,
With a Strauss waltz wafting a lilting breeze of trance
Music in our bones music in our hearts
Music in the air singing from a lark.
Memories of a T S Elliot poem find
Greatness to flow from Andrew Lloyd’s mind.
To drowned us in dreams of falling leaves,
Then Mozart lifts our souls up to the eaves,
His magic his mighty requiem of love
His music to God of all rises far above.
Music in our bones music in our hearts,
Music in the air singing from a lark.
Music is the universal language that every living thing can understand. For the love of music. Nice Ken.
There is music in the lips of great singers, in the song of the lark, in the blowing wind and the rising waves..... even in the movement of the heavenly bodies! Music thrills our hearts and gives a heavenly feel to us! Enjoyed this poem celebrating the impact of music!
........beautiful poem...great minds think alike...my poem silhouettes have some of these same artists....this is truly incredible, what a coincidence...love this ★
so positive and sweet, birds singing, daffodils dancing and drowning in dreams. Thank you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Ken, A near perfect poem. You are such a wonderful writer and there is so much positive energy in your writing. I avoid saying perfect as much as I can because I believe only God is perfect. Music is good for the soul.