15.12.06
Guest Poet
Transformation
The world is rife with thoughts of blood and war,
And little to bring space and inner peace,
When suddenly a tune we heard before
Brings us a new dimension and release.
Familiar sounds, now better understood,
Seem just created for our ears alone,
The universe astonishingly good ―
These intervals of sound our very own…
No longer feeling driven, torn, at odds,
Now clearly in the presence of the gods.
Sidney Milder