Monday, February 27, 2012

Rain Forest Full

Slow lament of single
Plucked string of banjo
Resonates like rain
In these forested
Haunting silences.

Piano notes gathered on leaves
Distilled from musical mist
Fall from scales
High above my head,
Feed moss minuets
At my feet,
Tumble among stones
In fugal streams.

Open throated
Calls of worshipping
Alto flute
Breathes darkly among silent
Dripping rain forest trees.

Far away, ocean waves
In mighty hallelujah choruses
Then recede in tidal
Forsake the sandy shore,
Leave no print of the score,
No record of even
One listening soul

With this emptiness again
 I am made full.

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