9 April 2012
I can hear the music Sailing through my head That swirling harmony Purple, green, red.
The notes form a pattern As they twirl and twist They make a hailing storm Then a mysterious mist.
I feel the rhythm pounding As it dances through The music is so calming So pure and white and true.
It mutates and contorts A fearful horror piece But then gentle lullaby To calm your baby niece.
I listen, hear, feel This happens all the while For music is my world No matter what the style
Swirling Harmony • Opuss № I