The Cello

The Cello

~Deana J. Tavares

Reverberating humming strum

Drawing in

The lonely one


Deeply wailing

Calls abound

Feet quickly lifted


Off the ground




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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