I saw such dynamic music
sforzandos and crescendoes
and could hear the strange melodies
of Ives and Bartok
amidst percussions of Crumb
gently taking the baton
I call upon three angels
to sing one note each
within a quartertone of one another
and let the overtones purify us
with my free hand I take yours
and I gaze into your eyes
reaching to discover your inner beauty
as you discover mine
while the angels sing their song
in a language so ancient
no one can speak it
yet all understand
the language of grace
and love…
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I have heard this angel's song before, it is divine
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Really a nice piece, image is noteworthy, it is a pleasant thought and made me feel good. The flow is very palatable it just fell off my lips except; did you mean; sforzandos?
Nice write Al you have a lot in you don’t you?
Love, the bitch
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Nice catch! Thanks. You owe me about four more.
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BEAUTIFUL
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Beautiful
Thank you so much Al! You stayed up pretty late to write this and I appreciate it immensely!! -
I agree this is very beautiful and nothing hidden about it. You are just so full of surprises aren't you? Your work never seizes to amazing me. Keep Up the Excellent Writing.
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Wow, It is Beautifull...
The song the angels sing so well, if your heart and mind is open to receive the whisperings...
You penned a lovely poem here, Allan... It is one of my favourites...
Keep that pen flowing with ink that never fade...
Elmarie
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