Strings Poem by oliver west
Strings
The violinist has such a lovely tune,
it could throw me into burning mood;
if melodies comes with tempests
troubling the buds of a golden trumpet
so let the melody sway in a gorgeous vein,
bringing healing to a joy that was lame.
Let the song from living strings
sting our heart with blessings,
pulling the hands of worries
and every note calms my fury.
Such a lovely tune brings melodious movement towards life. An amazing sharing is done.
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5/2/2024 2:47:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Write comment. Such a happy poem, Oliver. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks