We are but one decibel in the scream
One whisper of insight, unspoken
Tongues too frozen to speak
Or are we tone deaf to the sound of
Fingers running along wind chimes?
Glass, bamboo, shells, stones, porcelain, metal, wood
All different
Dangling in the same sweet sea breeze
Tapping on each others hearts
To find perfect harmony
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“Truth, peace, harmony, love” are part of the poetic prompt at dVerse this week.
Also written for Artists4Peace.
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