Cup your hands around your mouth,

Whisper it into the nearest ear

like the children’s game Telephone.


We all want to know the secret.


A symphony of longing

Staccato, legato, forte, pianissimo,

sharp and flat

movement, theme and variation.


In the end,

when all the words have been played,

is a beauty we may or may not recognize.

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