when mine ears capture the vibrations of violin strings
or the soft sounds of a classical piece on a guitar, ivories
on a piano sounding the melancholy of the fingers that
capture a moment in time for my spirit to dance and for
my heart to poke the lacrimal ducts of mine eyes to
release tears of joy and lament, the tears of life…
all this is not unlike the leaves’ attire in Nature when first
captured in the Spring where the radiance of the Sun’s rays
lay gently upon their petals in the early morn still wearing
dew, for this aesthetic look is what is its summer wear and
unlike the animal species covers for the cool of Autumn’s
touch, they undress to color the Fall by exposing their true
nature after riding the vibrations of their life’s sojourn…
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