Poets and Musicians

Silence but for the enchanting melodies

Of our feathered muses

In the dawn they declare the great day

The quaintness embarks

Gracefulness harks

I accompany them in the laurels

As I pluck my instrument

Thus; becoming one

Music composed together

Immortally sung

Harmonious sounds divided

In a house turning to bluish hue

Cordially slow and solemn

In a languid gentle soothing song

Poets and musicians

Fashion the world endless and strong

They are the lutes carried in a swallows mouth

Creating such an alluring reflection

They are too artists of abounding dreams

Fortifying together both flesh and feather

A true and modern philosophy

Here but the moment be fulfilled

Until they rest their trumpets at dusk

I will match my composition to their beat

Awaiting mercurys bow of love

Assembling and nearing the great harmony

How to fleet and soar?

How to open beyond the loft of door?

I be shall in awe and always

With the poets of the sky

Still among the choruses

At great presence with;

I should not forget to sigh

With the noble musicians

Of wellborn flight