Music of the Mind

Sat, 06/01/2013 - 19:16 -- mocsktr

If Music--be the Food
Of Love--Play on
Through streams of Oil--
And mend the crude
Thoughts of Man.

Sing the Song--of Lark
And Loon;
A melodious drink of night.
If Love be fine and harsh and fair--
Then Music, be thy might.
For Tune,
What instrument do you draw?



I draw upon the strings of mind, and resonate in the strings of heart. Though loud and boisterous as a trombone, my thoughts feel more like Tchaikovsky. What instrument indeed. Personality is contained within every composition and note of those who play and write the symphonies.

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