Petition to the Bard
Petition to the Bard
My soul is saturated with the colors of your voice; it's depth
Pierces then caresses with a onslaught of memories
Trapped between space and time, a dolorous homecoming
That I can no longer hold hostage to fear and pride.
Words that I spread into decorated lines will never be
Adequate descriptors of the sentience in my heart.
Carry me through this obscurity of reasoning and coax
Me forward into the night until at last my tears confess.
Copyright Tina Jordan All Rights Reserved
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I love it. It's amazing how some people's voices just resonate on a frequency that feels like they exist to speak life into our very soul.
It is amazing, and you hit the nail on the head..... one person's voice might be just right to move me, while it may not speak to you in the same way or at all. Thank you my friend. :)
Beautiful. Music is just magic, isn't it?
Oh, YES!!! Thank you so much for reading :)
'Until at last my tears confess'. I love that line. So true xxx