The Sounds Of The Beautiful Mouthorgan Poem by Savio Antonio Vogt
The Sounds Of The Beautiful Mouthorgan
when I put it to my lips
to infinity my mind slips
infinity, drown in music.
when I blow it
the candle of joy is lit
so peaceful and calm
to my ears they cause no harm
It is like I am almost lost in the stars
when I play my mouthorgan for hours
and when I play in the day
Isee beautiful rare flowers
this is the sounds of the beautiful mouthorgan.
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