Tuesday, November 03, 2015


There are beautiful moments
When harmony reigns,
When three children bend together
   in collaboration
And their voices sing with ideas and laughter. 
The world is theirs. 
Without warning
The tune falters--
A note rings off-key--
The balance of the spheres is thrown
   into discord. 
Their world explodes. 
We are left with fractured hearts
And somehow we must hold them
   with tenderness,
And show them the way back
   to the Song 
Where the world is not theirs to balance.

1 comment:

  1. beautiful words. and beautiful photograph.