Violins of Major D

Summer wine after the sighing rains
Soothed by Brahms
Hear the song of the cardinals
Night gleans shadows from the pines
Lend your heart to the voice of praise
Forward into what the almighty already knows
I see enough from my past to feel love
My life is still a miracle
The violins of major D benevolent with grace

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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