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Jun 2017
An empty dance floor
the music has stopped
in time’s lonely halls
in this one today
I see in my mind
and feel in my heart
the reason I move
to celebrate life.

It’s found in the tunes
the moment is near
poised on the brink
again I’ll touch God
bring down the Heavens
where I was before
with angels as partners
to bliss this low earth.

The band takes the stage
hard silence will cease
a reason to live
returned once again
I’ll turn my face
to find new partners
my ears will open
to hear the bless notes.

© 2017. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20170611.
I was inspired to write “Bless Notes” while sitting in a mostly empty dance hall.
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