i heard some music today the rhythm section of a little girl skipping behind her mom a gentle touch from a medical sage as he sang - you’re going to be okay - the pale brown dried hydrangeas shivering or dancing to the melody of this damp winter wind i heard the horn section of one member of the bumper to bumper traffic play a long steady tone no doubt the driver was in the fermata lane and rules are rules even the gray sky somehow drew it’s bow across the horizon a deep ostinato boasting of its power to tame the light it’s all music to me a chaos of simplicity a pale beauty a human connection a reason to dance when there is no reason to be found so i sang along
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Heaven- music and words- pure heaven, Carlos. “it’s all music to me” I can’t stop dancing now. Regards 😉 aj
Thank you!!
I heard it too.
🙂 Thanks for dropping by, Dr. Koessler!
Beautiful words that create wonderful imagery when read. I love …
the pale brown dried hydrangeas
shivering or dancing
to the melody
of this damp winter wind
Thank you. Often I’m inspired by an image. The words came first for this post. Basically a summary of a day.