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Somewhere, a symphony plays…

A choir cries
He sinks
we swell.
A trumpet blares
He weakens
we’re strong.
A violin weeps
He bleeds
we heal.
A flute flamingos
He’s struck
we dance.
A clarinet tempers
He’s divided
we unite.
A cello humbles
He’s vacant
we receive.
A drum marches
He’s born
we live.


About R. Ward

A husband, father, teacher, and struggling man of God.

One response to “Somewhere, a symphony plays…

  1. Cyn ⋅

    Wow…very powerful words. Your such a brilliant artist at your craft.

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