Beauty from Sorrow

August 14th, 2009

Fingers slide on steel strings
the noise drowning everything.
Only one person in a crowded room
underneath calloused hands, true beauty blooms.
A melody explodes from steel
blocking out everything surreal.
The harmonies provide a soothing scene
creating from chaos, calm and serene.
One voice climbs above the din
low and thick, then high and thin.
A mouth wide open, harboring peace
the song itself, a sweet release
for anyone near to hear it's sound.
In the midst of war, love is found.
The notes float, slide, waver, soar,
collide then mesh on the echoing floor.
The sound of strings find the sound of voice,
they meet, mesh, interlace and two sounds rejoice.
Finding their soulmate at long last
they glide together to forget their somber, lonely past.

8:57 PM