A single candle flickers on the stand
The ivory keys feel cold beneath my hand
I trace the patterns of the grain and wood
And wonder if I did the things I should
The silence here is heavy like a shroud
While memories of the choir sing so loud
I close my eyes and let the first note fall
To catch the echoes dancing in the hall
Softly now the violins begin to play
To wash the shadows of the night away
A gentle rhythm like a steady heart
Where every ending is a brand new start
In the quiet of the morning light
We find the beauty in the fading night
The marble floors reflect the golden glow
As melodies like mountain rivers flow
No need for words when strings can speak the truth
Of silver age and of the golden youth
I feel the cello humming in my chest
A place where weary spirits come to rest
The composition builds a bridge of sound
Above the common and the hollow ground
Softly now the violins begin to play
To wash the shadows of the night away
A gentle rhythm like a steady heart
Where every ending is a brand new start
In the quiet of the morning light
We find the beauty in the fading night
Time is a metronome that never slows
It counts the seasons and the way it goes
But in this chamber time is held at bay
While fingers dance and bow-hairs start to fray
The resonance is deeper than the bone
A harmony that I have always known
We reach the coda of the final movement
A perfect silence for our soul's improvement
Softly now the violins begin to play
To wash the shadows of the night away
A gentle rhythm like a steady heart
Where every ending is a brand new start
In the quiet of the morning light
We find the beauty in the fading night
As Leonard Cohen and Bob Marley said, Murder causes war.
Some of us love peace...
From the Indian tale of the black wolf and the white wolf.
In the continuing struggle, which one will you support?
For my beloved grandmother Ida...
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