So, hello, friends of Musings. Cathy/Rose posted a stunningly beautiful poem here about two months ago, and commented that site has been rather devoid of new stuff lately. That's partly my fault, since I'm one of the contributors to this here blog, and since I've been over at WordPress starting a shiny new music blog that I've grown to love, I've kind of neglected Blogger quite a bit. Well, that, and I simply didn't really have any strong poetic inspiration the past few months. (I can't tell you how many times I've wanted to write a poem to post on here, but I just couldn't get a good one started.) Tonight (or rather, this early morning), that all changed, and here is a poem I just wrote a minute ago. It has to do with music and the profound power it can have. I could write poems and poems upon poems about this subject, but this particular group of verses was inspired by a specific experience I had tonight. I hope you enjoy it, and I give my deepest apologies for not posting for so long. :)
the music plays on
suddenly, simply, subtle as a wandering wind
a breath of life, a waking moment
eyes and heart, with the softest warning
change for the better
the music plays on
time inconvenient, thoughts unexpected as a change in the weather
before you know it, the hour is dim
sun almost rising, world almost waking
caught up in something
the music plays on
beauty discovered, something unlocked like a key turning slowly
quickly forgetting all worries and cares
the essence of living, the bliss of existence
this is the music
it always plays on.
