Touching sorrow being gently held in a fragile heart,
opening a window, letting it slowly seep out into
life, causing grief-stricken tears to fall from
watery eyes.
Listening to music touch inner weeping, bringing a
lifting spiritually out of depths of mourning,
allowing it to spread itself quietly, easing the
heaviness of grief's causing.
Feeling slightly lighter as notes play and tangle
with the ivories, turning a mind into joyful etudes
for now.
Moments spent in tantalizing music helps to bring a
person out of themselves for a while.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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