May 6, 2010

Day 122 - The International Language

Just place your fingers softly
Upon the black and white 
Spread them in search of melody 
Shedding honest light 
All that tightens in your chest 
That which your very soul wrote 
Comes to a poignant rest 
In every single chosen note 
Endless messages reside at your fingertips 
The path chosen only by you 
Someday they will flow from another's lips
Sweet but separately true 
For such wisdom crosses every boundary
Musical honesty abounds in every country

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