He plays the strings so softly,
his fingers touch my heart.
A long-forgotten pain
is remembered in the chords:
The trembling sound of hope--
I hear it once again.
Play on, my heartstrings cry;
play on!
--Kindred Spirit
Monday, May 16, 2011
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Play on and sing the song of hope.
ReplyDeleteAlways there is hope. Thank you, dear Hannah, and may God bless you.
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