RE note in a Bottle

I really like the poem. I don't know why but it inspired me to write this one (sorry I did not know where to post the poem ~ hope you don't mind).

GROOMS SYMPHONY

It starts with a sonata,
Rock solid tone
of the reality
we know.

The groom picks up
The heavenly Stradivarius
And slowly tells us the story
As he knows us, cradled us.

Of the father of lights
He spreads the warmth
With every note
He tells us He knows us.

Our hearts respond
To the sound
Closer to the bridge bow is
More dramatic the sound.

He chooses a more soothing
Version
Of
The same….


The tones awaken the
Childlike,
Innocence in
us…

Eternal friends
Through Him
We can be
If we can only see.

With every tone
He stays with us
He said He will
Never leave us
It holds us
His case upholds ours
If we follow
And stay
In Him…

This time
He tells us not so much
Of the journey as of the morsels
He left for us
Like Hansel and Gretel lost
Morsels birds could eat
As searching for Him
We are falling off our feet.

His heart
Through the music
Tells us of perseverance
He cradles the violin as he whispers
Sweet music in his heart
The man with music in His heart.

Man with child in His eyes
Man with father and child in His eyes…

The violin rebirths our hopes
Almost
If violin could it would…

Holding hands
As little children
In the rain
Even though we are
Wet and cold
We are not waiting in vain ~

His music keeps us warm.

It started off as a sonata
It turned into a symphony
We tend to hear more
Of a rhapsody when we are cross…
With things…

But it is indeed a celestial symphony.

~ Deborah Rose~