For those whose lives are touched by loss.
How a gentle tune arose from a period of violence remains a mystery. Perhaps it is in part an unconscious desire for healing, and a recognition that beauty can counter a time of intense sadness.
We open our arms in the hope we are accepted. We are held by those who care for us.
We hold those we care for, no matter what our differences.
. . .
It is warm with early summer as thunder rumbles through the dull-gold of morning light. Crows cor with the come and go of falling rain. The tingling drips drop gently, then, more densely as the shard and crack of cloud jostles to the earth. Soon the charge of sky moves off and birds begin their song.
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Mike de Sousa
Contemporary Classical Music.
Free to enjoy at Public Art World and 100 Artworks. May not be used for commercial gain. Copyright maintained.
Also available to listen to at 100 Artworks where the art, music, and words are presented together.