she dreamt whispering…

harps in the desert.

She bled the ache

for unplayed notes

on the horizon.

She tremored between here and there,

filled with a terrible,

beautiful, unknowing

that she was learning to play.

 

45 thoughts on “she dreamt whispering…

    1. Thanks always for your thoughts Ivor. ❀️
      I wanted it to be a bit open. I had in mind a few different things. Maybe it’s also the fear that you aren’t learning, or contributing, or doing anything particularly significant, and the discovery that that isn’t true, beautiful things were happening.

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