Unexpected Symphony

Rushed;
daily grind’s friction
leaves my skin red and raw ~
gray people hurry;
one wrong step
“excuse me”
and the face, alight for
a fraction of a second,
turns gray once again.

home.
safe haven.
the door locks…
silence.

as i wash my hands,
(soap, rinse, dry)
i wash
the day away ~
too much suffering
for the tired eye (soul)
to keep
within me.

running low, Low;
i stumble
into the arms
of a masterpiece.
with each line
Feel,
devour the scene,
taste, hear, smell
the words,
the symphony;

colors…
unfolding
(in) a (world of) (g)ray;
words
take hold,
soothe…
repair…
relax.

i dwell,
disentangle myself in
the mind of another;
a beautiful gift,
selflessly given.
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Over at dVerse, Karin Gustafson invites us to write about “Presents – Presence”. This wonderful prompt took me right back to one of my most favorite moments… I truly needed something beautiful that day – and it found me.
The story “The Conductor of an Aggressive Symphony” by Adam S. (which inspired this poem) is probably the best thing I have ever read – the raw emotion inspired me in so many ways and gave me much-needed energy. I treasure it… and always will.

You can find the whole story (Part 1-4) here:
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
… give it a try, you will not regret it.

36 thoughts on “Unexpected Symphony

  1. ..i never had such an intimate communion with a book like what you seemed to have in your readings… maybe am too young & less e perienced to claim a deep connection with the writers of the many ancient books i read… thank you for the poem…

    Merry Christmas to you and family…

    smiled…

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