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I could see him, hear him.
Saturday, March 18, 2006

I could see him, hear him. The Blind Muse can not see, no eyes to see with, but a finger rolls off a string, the sound rings singing Ones sight. The deff man watching can not hear the sound but in his chest feels the sight of the troubled life of a blind muse. The Deff man hears the story as the Muses fingers dance upon each note. he is crying for he knows the lowly fingers that strike down upon his heart. the Blind muse Pauses tells the man (you were and are my sight)and the Deff man hears Her and the music plays once more.

COMMENTS

Sunday, March 19, 2006 6:41 AM

FOREVERSHINY


Wow. That was beautiful.

Saturday, March 18, 2006 4:51 PM

COWGIRL


Very thought provoking as you describe the balance between these to halves of the same soul.I liked where you took me with this.


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