Loon

The beautiful music made me cry,

And the bystanders in the crowd

Assumed that I was a loon,

But who could ever be sane enough 

To hear the sounds of stars and moons

And under-appreciate the delicate ways

The harmonies play out continuously together. 

One star shines.

It’s in the back,

But something in its melody appeals to me from afar.

How I truly do,

I truly wonder what you are,

And what you’re all about.

And I wonder if when you see these tears,

You’ll see that it is you I’m crying for,

The sweet relief of grief released

By the beautiful music you bring,

Sweetly singing through the spheres.

-jenn