Far Away
- sbh
Some child, behind a whisper
does live for music
Longs
To hear shimmering tones
Melody, high, low, violin – Ashokan Waltz, Take Me
Out to the Ballgame, Mozart
The sweet playing of one so young so as to set you
heart weeping joyfully
To be touched again by the sweet angry eyes of
another child’s longing to feel present
Who begs love because he does not know he is already
To be held with loving grace, the large long fingered
hands, 6 feet tall, enwrapped
Some child, behind a whisper does live for music
A child hidden
Masked through firm hand, strong tiny form who dances
with headphones mile upon mile upon mile
Young woman’s face
Enshrouded with wisps of silver, white, brown, black
hair
The directional lines of The Prophet’s
‘seasonless’ world mapped deep, directional
cause, effect across her cheeks
Some child, behind the voice of conviction
Facts, diagrams, judgments
Saved by music
This child does live for music
Longing to be sung through aged lips
