Poetry

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Breath of Heaven: Ode to Prelude in C major by J.S. Bach

I sit and listen to chords from heaven that reach into my heart,
Scarring me with their beauty,
Taking my spirit in flight from reality/to the ethereal as I soar high,
And hearing the whispered breath of heaven,
I smile in bliss and look toward the sky.
Music weaves a path in me/ with shafts of emerald-gold embroidery.
For one small moment in time,
I hear chords of heaven in my heart,
As my spirit lifts and soars high with music that weaves a path in me,
I smile in bliss and look toward the sky,
And I am scarred in my heart with the luster of emerald-gold embroidery.

--- copywright 2000 Hina N. Tripathi

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