Long
ago, I lost the urge to amplify
To
plug in
To
crush the silence
Today
I desire to be a simple song
A
song that follows you around corners
A
small song that pierces walls like a bullet
Allow
me a burst of sharp notes like the meadowlark’s
And a final note that
sticks like an arrow.
--Mitchell
Hegman
Sounds the way I feel these days. Love this
ReplyDeleteSimple but eloquent! The intended recipient sure is lucky!
ReplyDeleteThank, Anna and Ariel!
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