The architect of sound
With his soft, soothing, rapid hands,
Reaching out into the mystic air,
Transporting music on a sacred journey,
A pilgrimage to a sacred pleasure palace,
Unifying desire and fulfillment,
Building bridges spanning worldly ground,
To reach celestial banks
Along hallowed rivers,
Flowing in tears of compassion and bliss,
Touching, caressing, lifting, moving,
On a voyage to exotic lands,
Into forests of dreams and the extraordinary,
The magic of sound into melodic space,
The sweetening of the ambiance,
The baptism of the earthly spirit,
The preparation of the Eucharist,
Abridging time into a fleeting moment,
A look into the realm of timelessness,
Of an instant stimulation of the senses,
Energizing the nerves throughout,
Reaching into the heart
With silky fingers,
Haunting melodies, succulent harmonies,
Driving cadences, and such sweet thunder,
And an invitation to the dance,
From the hands of the architect,
The Almighty one who
Followed through with a plan.
Nelson D Reyes
6aAnd there was light and a thunderous sound cascading into the vast darkness following the cosmic light. Chaos dark and loud into order bright and soft. In awe we remain as we did eons ago and continue to be awed as the sound continues to be transported soft and sweet and the light to be bright and colorful across the dance floor of the universes near and far. To the music we sway the dance of life as the Almighty Architect had designed. Thanks Robert. There’s so much more from the Master Architect plans. Like.
Robert L. Martin
6aThanks Nelson. I love writing about music
Robert L. Martin
6aThanks again Nelson for giving me more ideas about my poem.