Symphonic Tears
Tears in the falling from the maestro’s baton
as aesthetic rivers flow to the floor upon
from the soul to the ears through the fiery eyes,
notes turned to colors turned to lullabies,
soothing melodies drifting through the air
climbing to the heavens stair by stair,
anointed by the Music Gods with a golden scepter
with sacred words engraved in pure alabaster;
“Ye who looks toward heaven with his whole heart
extracts heavenly music as the master of his art.”
The notes on the paper become beautiful colors
as the musicians become the same as all the others,
slavers of the music and unified in sound
synchronized by the love in the air all around.
They build a scaffold to the Kingdom on high
with music of devotion into the upward sky,
a million notes aimed at the heavens above
the music, a liquid fortress, a sea of love.
symphonic tears, aesthetic rivers, melodic streaming,
maestro, passion, psalms and heaven’s beaming
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