Friday, May 31, 2019


    She sang softly, breathing
    Notes – not boldly, but
    With assurance
    Which glowed with
    Ethereal incandescence
    She alone could feel.
    I looked up from

    Her striving to
    Seek sense from those
    Sounds.  Her rhythm
    Slowed as her breathing
    Failed, her music
    Lapsed into gasping. 
    I followed her

    Down her tonal   
    Pathway, breathing in time
    With her breath all that
    Remained – the words
    She sang with those
    Lyrics, those melodies,
    I never comprehended.

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