Raluca Rodica Ratiu
Violins - Poem by Raluca Rodica Ratiu
The sound of the violins is transporting me,
To a state of mind that goes beyond
The understanding of the one that wants to be
The ruler and guide with the magic wand.
And the harmony of the song creates a feeling,
That only the angels can hear in the sky,
The beauty of the rythm can be a healing,
For those that like me, dream they can fly.
The misterious thoughts that the music creates,
Make me travel the world, and forget all the sins,
All the people I loved, closing all the gates,
To make more room for the sound of violins.
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