In composing miracles
5 March 2016
I hear sounds
Of Time’s chronicles
Whirring slow
Into place
As past merges in future
Confusing senses
Elation
Disorientation
Conflicting
Emotions
They seize me and shake me dry
Of moist tenderness
The mind firm
Resumes exercise
Breathe life in
Breathe pain out
My shoulders squared I stand stout
Waging daily war
The slow breath
It is a wonder
As it fills
My ribcage
Reminder of beating life
That throbs in blue veins
Days remains
They spell the night’s trace
As it walks
Stilted pace
Forgotten the morning grace
As darkness now falls
Yesterday
Life was so simple
We flew kites
Hearts brandished
In composing miracles
We lived every wish
Reading of the poem:
Chopin Nocturne in D-flat Op.27 No.2 – Maksim Mrvica
Somewhere in Time – Maksim Mrvica
Hana’s Eyes – Maksim Mrvica
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