Wonder,
in the shadow of the moonlight,
calls you near me,
child bereft of toy and worldly joy,
hearkening to music in the starlight,
cherubic voices promising, as a chorus,
a sweeter love,
all moments to enjoy
an earthbound pleasure,
in the joy of angels,
a muted fear,
trumpet blast to ease,
seclusion,
in the bosom of all music,
oblivion, in harmony,
surcease.
like a lullabye
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Written just before sleeping funnily enough. 🙂
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simply musical and beautiful.
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Thank you, Beth.x
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Something told me to read this backwards. It’s wonderful and inviting both ways.
Ellespeth
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I’ve just done that after your comment. So it does. Maybe better in fact! Thank you, Ellespeth. 🙂 x
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