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Music of the Universe If melodies touched heaven souls would dance and sing words of "glory to" would absolutely ring Wonder in our world grandeur most precious sun splendor to life's energy may beauty reign for everyone May the love for others rule our complex tortured minds could we have a nectar for peace as sweet a blissful wine? |
This Poem was Critiqued By: Tony P Spicuglia On Date: 2011-07-03 14:11:45
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Dellena, to breathe is the necessity of living, the “nectar of peace†is the moments of hope.
Being a lover of great melody, the sound and the metaphor- there is much hope for those who will dance, unpretentiously, to melodies that make a difference. The divergent views cause each melody to be interpreted, rather than inhaled. It hinders us.
The nature of beauty, for me- is something I adhere to each day. Many can’t see the world and haven’t a clue what beauty is. No, beauty is not a pretty face, washboard abs, or a nice set of knockers- that is the “complex tortured minds†that haven’t a clue. When I go to work in the dark, every morning, I hear the complex song of nightingales, often see the moon setting in the distance- and smell the freshness of the night air-
Peace, or active peace, must be like that; “sweet and blissful wineâ€