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MUSIC OF THE HEART



Music of the heart is
An ever-changing symphony of beautiful tears
Creator of constellations, compositions,
Relating to musical starlight's,
Futuristic, voyeuristic, characteristic
Brilliant minds that conduct on
Canvas or perhaps parchment
Creative street music
Sparse thoughts of sights and sounds
That trigger's justified thinking
Listen deep, deep beyond all listening ever pondered before
There lies an ancient sound
Perhaps a pebble was tapped against a stone
Stone against a rock
And the mixture wearied in tone
Soon sounds in our daily lives created music
Rhythm was born from the heart of Mother Earth
As is the music of the heart that sings of her opera
Titled, "Desert Song".
A land dry from lack of water
Drums of thunder in the distance
Promising rain in the dark of night...
Spirit's of a land marked without the freshness of water
That runs under its bed of sand and stone instead the
Virtue of water flows not above to mock the sky blue
Nearly silent is the music of the waters
That flowed into paradise
As beautiful an oasis known as Heaven
Now sing of stone but see only sand
That blows into the canyons of life's blood
There be the curse of a lost spirit of a land cool in waters
Rage a blessing to stone,
And man no longer can remember when.
Now there is a music forged in the deepest canyons,
Layered over millions of moons faded in and faded out.
Listen to the voice of sorrow
The chimes of forgiveness that no longer hears the plea's
To raise the waters from the fiery red sands of revenge.
Once again the blue vast mirroring of water to sky
Or even sky to water
With the flight of the Condor's once more,
Lost in an ageless flight of resistance
Of being a part of life once again,
The heaven of the endless blue and dark
Wings of the Eagle that soars endlessly across a shame-less sky.
The Great Eagle,
Introduces the Condor to his native lands,
So huge is the span of the Condor's wings that they touch
Canyon wall to canyon wall.
He now focuses downward over the snake like string of flowing water,
That once raged in flooded redemption
For the green, lilac, amethyst, ruby, scarlet and yellow
Dollops that weaved throughout,
Multiplying in ambition
A forest thick where life thrived.
There the Great Spirit will silence the cries
Of brother pain and sister agony
And spin the wheel of chance.
I am so lucky;
I presume for I no longer hear silence
There is music that carries the brushes and pallet of songbirds,
Lemon grass and thistles of amethyst.
Mother Earth's heart beats once more
Across these lands
Belonging to The People
Hear the drums, the flutes and bells
Hear the men and women sing loud across Mother's Land.
As long as the mighty Eagle flies over the mountains,
Together hear their voices sing loud and free,
For it is, "The Music of the Heart" that lives on!
Where the desert abyss covered in dry red sand
That sucked the earth dry of life giving water is reborn,
For I fear the cries of rebirth
That sings life anew!
Music of the Heart...

 



 
by Richard Lee Cook
(c}Copyright 2011
An SILVERFEATHER Creation



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