Sing

a stone’s throw,

in deepening snow

and wood and metal caress,

a flexible strength.

.

radial lines 

plumb the interior

scouring inner elements

that stifle tonality.

.

aftershocks resonate

in a vast stillness

as Soul asks,

where are you?

in inner work

what are you doing?

building a structure of love

what are you feeling?

compassion and gratitude

.

it is the only work

that need ever be done.

there is no medium 

that can hinder those waves.

it is there that i stay.

a life in eternity,

i will meet you there.

.

© M.G. Iannucci 2017

Photo: Singing bowl 

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