Music From the Cross

Music was flowing with bitter sweet sound,
A noise of great wisdom from the best around,
A beautiful piano was displayed on a hill,
Where a cross stood before it with beautiful red silk,
A man was smiling, his hands looked quite broken,
I feared him alot before he had spoken,
Then once the words had left his soft lips,
The music flowed gently while the waves did their flips,
The mountains bowed before him,
The trees clapped they’re hands,
The creatures stood around him with delight for this man,
A soft gentle voice came from the cross on the hill,
Infront of that piano that displayed it’s brillient skill,
A tune was played for him this beautiful sound,
As he called out to his father to bring joy all around,
As the sun began to fall,
The cross began to fade,
And the music slowly and silently drifted away,
The man smiled again and waved goodbye,
As he quietly was lifted up towards the sky,
He vanished in a flash through the clouds of white,
As the music played the mountains to sleep for the night.

Music From the Cross

AnnaRose20

Joined September 2009

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