The writer
In solace
Fishing baiting
Waiting silent
Hears angels
Divine singing
Reaches upward
Suddenly grasps
A word a note
ODE TO JOY is born
Wow, Richard. This is an amazing work. There's a jolt awareness that we all experience when we know it's time to look up, then to reach for that pen. All other things, though we may be shuffling around on our feet, amount to sleep. Magnificent, Richard. Thank you.
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And sometimes that " jolt awareness" happens during sleep. Don't you just hate it that you have to get up and write it down, lest you forget it? Mark, thank you for praising this piece!