Violin Light Years

“It was a hurting tune, resigned, a cry of heartache for all in the world that fell apart. As ash rose black against the brilliant sky, Fire’s fiddle cried out for the dead, and for the living who stay behind to say goodbye.”
― Kristin Cashore

The Substance of Swans and Snowflakes

“From the shadow of domes in the city of domes,
A snowflake, a blizzard of one, weightless, entered your room
And made its way to the arm of the chair where you, looking up
From your book, saw it the moment it landed.
That’s all there was to it.”
― Mark Strand, Blizzard of One

The Sensual Shadow Sound of Silhouettes

“THAT crazed girl improvising her music.
Her poetry, dancing upon the shore,

Her soul in division from itself
Climbing, falling She knew not where,
Hiding amid the cargo of a steamship,
Her knee-cap broken, that girl I declare
A beautiful lofty thing, or a thing
Heroically lost, heroically found.

No matter what disaster occurred
She stood in desperate music wound,
Wound, wound, and she made in her triumph
Where the bales and the baskets lay
No common intelligible sound
But sang, ‘O sea-starved, hungry sea”
― William Butler Yeats

The Music of Burning, Swimming, and Breathing

“Staggering, tripping, stumbling down the tightrope,
hastening to be set free.
Yearning to be protected by the Superhero, before the Villain’s revulsion ingests me.

Misplacing my footing on the tightrope, hands sweltering as the rope is pulled away.
Glancing down at the fire below me,
the chuckling Villain has won today.

Little did I know, it was He setting me free.
Little did I know, the tightrope was me.”
― Omrane Khuder

Always

“4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

8 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away”

~ 1 Corinthians 13:4-8

I N H A R M O N I C

“…I just want to listen as the train fills
completely with warm water, and we are all swimming slowly toward the man with Mozart flowing from his hands.

I want nothing but to put my fingers inside his mouth, let that prayer hum through my veins.

I want crawl into the hole in his violin.
I want to sleep there until my flesh
becomes music.”

~ Ocean Vuong

A N T S

“And real talk, like, seeing these ants and studying them and respecting them, it’s like, man, they’re in their own community too. They’re trying to survive. They love. They fight. They telling themselves something. We can’t understand, but one day we will.”
~ Brandon McCartney