Sheet Music - Poem by Champaben Mistry
I talked of you today.
The space between the notes,
Where without I the music, I am not.
This silent space I found today,
This is no silent space at all.
Where emotions rise,
The silence falls.
The gentle summer breeze my shawl,
The children’s delightful cry,
Stay and play today with tonight.
Like the crashing and the banging,
Of no space between notes, I am.
The treason of tears,
A melody of charm,
Through my emotion, I am found.
A heart that will not rest tonight,
Where in joyful harmony,
I find a silent space, and
My spoken word is not a screech.
(Friday,20 July 2007, Bolton, UK)
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