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The echoing descant translates the harmony into my head
Making this treasured bundle of maternal comfort feel suddenly foreign
I’m always shocked as the explosion of emotion sets in
It’s as if my self is attached to the breath of the world through music
Every chord amplifies the ringing pitch of each string
The reverberating hum gets louder as the fingers connect with a whispering touch
Euphoria sets in as I can feel it flowing through me
Imprinting, now paving the neuro path to concrete memories
Eloquently playing, as might a painter if,
IF he could hear the shapes and the colors he entertains
Strokes of rainbow symphonies that fan out and fade
An orchestral picture perfect love song exhibit
I am grateful for the G chord….everything goes with the G chord. <3
Love your writing style…I enjoy reading pieces like this
Thank you so much