Poetry Magazine
Music
It must be somewhere, the original harmony,
somewhere in great nature, hidden.
Is it in the furious infinite,
in distant stars’ orbits,
is it in the sun’s scorn,
in a tiny flower, in treegossip,
in heartmusic’s mothersong
or in tears?
It must be somewhere, immortality,
somewhere the original harmony must be found:
how else could it infuse
the human soul,
that music?
Source: Poetry (June 2011).
Poem Categorization
SUBJECT Living, The Mind, Nature, Trees & Flowers, Arts & Sciences, Music
Poetic Terms Free Verse
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