To be a Musician
Listening to Heart’s Song More
To wear my music
Notes feeling like silk upon the skin
Sensually soft and strong
The layers of frequencies
Clear as the bell of a Musician’s Triangle
You hear me before you see me!
A work in progress
An unfinished Symphony
Sometimes Progressive, Cool Jazz
Practicing Rhapsody in Blue daily
Being True Blue Grace of R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Music is consonance/dissonance and space
Missing beats, off-key but I AM still tango-ing on
Forgiving, blessing, thanking
Integrating this intentional harmonization!
My Heart, a flute, plays this Amazing Grace
How sweet this Sound of Soul’s dream
Me no wretch and with lyrics changed
Once deaf but now I hear: the Music
Of Heart’s Melody: Our dreams come true.
It is the human heart which becomes the harp of the angels; it is the human heart which is known as the lute of Orpheus. It was on the model of the heart of man that the first instrument of music was made, the flute, and no earthly instrument can produce that music which the heart produces, raising the mortal soul to immortality
Outstanding! Simple! Complete! Portable! I Love this musical Chakra! A wonderful tool. And your prose, a keeper.
Thanks for your heart song, good friend. Michael
Thank you Michael for your kind comments I appreciate them:
Just so you know, the first line should read: To wear my Music like a coat of many colors