Guest guest Posted February 16, 2002 Report Share Posted February 16, 2002 Love thunders in the thimble, the sea crashes and howls in the shell, yet if you cannot hear the heart of a bell the sound is lost in the roar and peal. The cosmos is your passion play of euphony a choir’ing of sea-eagles in waves of crest and chiming ring. Intonation of Loves in-pouring. Grow an ear in the souls inheritance. Listen for the whales singing in the deep. A rolling thunderclap that leaps from the surf of your longing to be unmade. Become invisible to the wind, a last hold upon the insurmountable. The music of flight is pounding you accountable, to the caroling of Gods music. There is angelic uproar in the halls of heaven. Notes played that no ear has heard before. Let the heart be the echo of a continuos mentor that breaks open deafness with a shattering. A sonic beating in the heart, that knocks within to open any cloistering. The infinite theophany of this pitch, is an epiphany that echoes to transfix the auricle of time into the swell and organ bell of this clamorous timbale and rhyme, this listening an offering. love eric Copyright 2002. Eric Ashfrod. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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