Each Note


As the tune progressed he struggled through the pretensions of who he was thinking he should be, into the truth of what he never had heard, except in his heart.

Each note learned, earned, framed with the last, different from what he thought he knew.

Each note rang true, with his heart.

Each note earned.

Like leaves carried by gulls from continents still over the horizon, carried with promise.  Each note carried truth.

Each note earned.

Each note: the heart of a child, just from her mother’s womb, still wondering.

Each note: starbursts from galaxies related, but different; galaxies in their own right.

Each note connected.

Each note ringing true.

Each note like a father’s smile,

Each note earned.



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