nothing comes from empty thoughts
food offers no comfort
tears give only more confusion
Music, only Music, heals.
note by note, sad chords,
serene melodies, and sweet sounds
offer the only solace
comparable to the embrace of loving arms.
a cold numbness surrounds me,
fatigue and fragility,
unstable thoughts and tears.
tears that come and go,
gripping my heart with unrelenting grief,
but I can find no solace, no relief.
empty words on paper will fade in time,
harsh light and unbearable darkness,
nothing can help except for the sweet sounds.
lovely violins and calm baby grands,
smooth six-strings and angelic harps,
melancholy horns and mourning woodwinds,
within them I am lost, forgetting,
forgetting everything and remembering nothing,
nothing except for the sweet sounds
calming the tides of pain and grief
and bringing me peace,
like a pair of loving arms,
wrapped tightly and protectively
around me, surrounding me
in love and comfort.
sweet Music, play, play for me,
help me forget and remember,
play for me, play,
play, sweet Music, play.
~~~ written March 28th, 2009, in memory of Colin Green
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