Transported by Music

This scrap of parchment
that holds such melody
discarded on the floor
no more to be played
sad, lonely unwanted
torn at the edges
notes that dance no more
a sad end to the tune

the stave, left unfinished
crotchets and quavers
they remain in limbo
never to be played again
this sad state of affair
this song will not be sung
trampled all over
as no one will ever know

how awesome if someone
were to find this dirty scrap
fall in love with its tune
and take up the cause
rework this lamented tune
complete the master piece
present it to the world
for all to listen once more.

from such humble beginnings
such beauty can be found
to fill the heart with peace
once the symphony is done
so sit back and enjoy
close your eyes and see
the places you`re transported
through the medium of music.


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