#discordant
The orchestra in my head has been playing dissonance all day Started off on one bad note
and since then I've had to pay.
The universe is reminding me that karma goes both ways
I let the "other guy" peek out
My plans end up astray
Discordant notes, climactic screams,
ohh...if it we're just another dream
But then the light
begins to wax and
I remember to relax
and breathe
Now the orchestra gets
tuned and warm
Finally see a sun
instead storm
A mellifluous chorus pours in from the rain
Sometimes we just have
to take the pain
when the light again
begins to wane.
Aug 14, 2018
Aug 14, 2018 at 6:54 PM UTC
_He is a child who covers his eyes with peep-hole hands and thinks himself unseen; he talks softly when the multitude shouts out loud, and hums sweet tunes to
block the trembling arpeggios and clashing riffs of humanity in discord.
He is overwhelmed by the silence of life's unspoken words.
He is a listener who also has something to say.
He sees into the hearts of men.
Will you let him
speak?
Speak
if you will, Shy,
of what lies within the hearts
of men - unspoken thoughts and peep-hole
tremblings - the whole of life’s silent and unseen somethings.
Softly now; block out the discordant shouts of the clashing multitude.
Close your sweet eyes and listen to those tuneful arpeggios and undercover
riffs. Talk to me. Can you hear the sweet sound of humanity humming out loud?_
Oct 20, 2019
Oct 20, 2019 at 9:41 PM UTC