music came into being
we stood in the garden
a vast sunset at dawn
we listened as she sang
black as raven voice of comet
milk of kindness
web of doubt
i knew then i had to sing that song forever
my fingers grew into keys which unlocked the notes
the notes were louder than silk yet softer than sun
the moon seemed all flute
i moved her one bar to the east
darling piano i tramp on your pedals
you resonate on and unto the aether
what song did our mother sing on that morning ?
what song did our sister welcome the night ?
what song did our daughter ask to be born ?
what song did all people enter the grave ?
then i stepped up to play
but my voice was all distant
like somebody else from so long ago
its never the same no matter how often it happens
so get on that stage and on with the show