Music Magic



music magic

mama told me i was birthed into music

since i was small i’ve always been surrounded

the notes collectively stumble and dance their way in

from the youth who played in grasshopper gavotte 

by crescendos of violins leaping

to the sorrow from the father who couldn’t speak

in the thrash of guitar strings

to the old grandfathers who claim the orange stained sky

in the chuckle of the banjos 

to the heartbeat of the drummer boy

who beckons beats to feet and throat

the speechless lips of violet mothers

in the flutes that flight the forests

there is power in music

it moves and guides us to unrecognized forces


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