The Cello

The Cello

~Deana J. Tavares

Reverberating humming strum

Drawing in

The lonely one

 

Deeply wailing

Calls abound

Feet quickly lifted

Up

Off the ground

 

Unexplained

Melodies

Crying eyes

Swaying trees

 

Familiar sounds

Open doors

Something heard

In lives before

 

Glistening notes

Pulling near

A beautiful sadness

Not to fear

 

Tired strings

Plucking hearts

E minor echoed

Worlds apart

 

Bringing back a moment

Lost in time

This intrinsic journey

And it’s all mine

 

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