I'm listening

'Fighting forms' by Franz Marc

I said: I’m listening…

the music takes its flight,

the nimble fingers waking up the angel flurries.

         

I’m listening

to bursting climax,

the stories’ birth in lightning glory.

The sounds circling

in a joyful jive,

so freely soaring and pause in ecstasy.

I know -  

simple way to life,

and feel through music,

channeling the love’s oasis.

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