Melody Poem by C H Sund

The melody must start, pianissimo
time is soft, shadows comforting, soothing
embrace the melody, embrace noted birds
float on bubbled air, softly, with hammock sway.

Time is slowing, heightened senses, enrapt
melody builds, tympani brings far off urging
body moving, fluid, rhythmic, boneless flow
each note resonates, surging, beating, freeing.

A lover’s arm enfolds you now, beating too
as drumbeat builds, the flute’s piper calling
your bodies now entwined, flowing, glowing
melody driving, spirits soaring…crescendo.

Ethereal floating, melody calming, fading
time eternal, rhythm eternal, love eternal