Tuesday, February 5, 2013

song fragment

you are the chords
i hear before they're strummed
you are the chords
i play with my eyes closed
you are the chords
the ones that resonate

you are the notes
you are a love note


12 comments:

  1. ooooohhh i'd like someone to sing me this :)
    lovely!!

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  2. So lovely. A love song sung by a tired monk. The Abbess will be pleased:)

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  3. Ollie,

    Those very fragments of music or song, must be the very special ones. They prompt all else that follows on behind.
    A lovely musical overtone today...Uplifting:)

    Best Regards,
    Eileen

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  4. I hope "you" gets to read and savor these words!

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  5. nice...ones you know by hear enough not to even need to hear them....they are def a love note...nice ....

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  6. Ollie,

    I have been here before, but in fact, it sounds even more mellow today!!!

    Happy Sunday,
    Eileen:)

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  7. I needed a love note, and I knew just where to look:)

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  8. Used to play, so this has a depth of meaning that resounds softly and with longing. Wonderful writing,

    Elizabeth

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  9. The ending takes my breath away.... Love the wordplay and the 'love note.'

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  10. this could well be adoration for God or for a beloved.loved it.

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  11. Just a fragment is enough to sustain us all. What would we do with the whole song?

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