This piece was written as I listened to one of my musical compositions. It's what that music said to me, or more accurately, how I could best capture in words and their rhythm what the music did to my soul, how it touched me and painted imagery within me. I've since forgotten which piece of music it was; I'll certainly listen to it again, because it was a favourite. But what I haven't forgotten is how that music moved me. This poem is an echo of that.
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AuthorStuart McDonald is a husband, father and exercise physiologist. And a lover of words, stories, music and healing. Archives
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