<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=410285" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>When I listen to Camel’s song, “For today”</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I tethered my thoughts to a mournful tune<br>which held them above the abyss.<br>It cradled and comforted, succour, so soon<br>I was kept from the edge of the dark precipice.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That place where the faces of phantoms collide<br>with the snap-shots of summers locked deep in our soul.<br>The dreams mix with memories, rocking the tide<br>so the ebb and the flow can but coax or cajole.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All the pain that was instant, instead of prolonged<br>may have stolen the beat from those thousands of hearts<br>May this tune guide them home, back where they once belonged.<br>When the anger subsides and the healing then starts.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes I tether my thoughts on a mournful tune, <br>with a pause for a breath at the break in the score.<br>May it carry my hopes in its silken cocoon<br>till the screams of the lost, need be heard here no more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Note: This is my attempt to describe the power of a piece of music, inspired by the images of the divers from the Twin Towers. The track is here: <br>www.youtube.com/watch? v=U7POF19JqzA</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Hola+Mentirosa">Hola Mentirosa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=410285" data-title="When I listen to Camel’s song, “For today” de Hola Mentirosa" data-description="I tethered my thoughts to a mournful tune which held them above the abyss. It cradled and comforted, succour, so soon I was kept from the edge of the dark precipice. That place where the faces of phantoms collide with the snap-shots of summers lo..."></div> </div> </div>

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