The silhoutted strings play over my heart
casting a hopeful shadow
that better things are to come
a brighter horizon
Like a climactic scene of a film
it’s building to something
something purposeful
something worth holding on to
It could be a soft kiss
a warm hug
a gentle smile
sometimes that’s all it takes
to get through
As the cellos echo out
in my orchestra of life
I appreciate the little things
I appreciate you
It’s not validation I seek
it’s belonging
in your world
and in mine
in ours
I let the subtle notes sink in
lifting my body above the ground
I’m soaring so high
it’s beautiful.
Beautiful poem!
Aw, thanks!
This IS beautiful, and it makes me think of someone rising after death on their way to heaven. It brought a couple tears to my eyes. very nice.
Thanks so much!
I love how the music prompt created such rhythmic flow in your lines and your opening words set the tone and theme, beautifully: ‘The silhoutted strings play over my heart
casting a hopeful shadow’ …
Thanks, Cristy 🙂