Curiously, I once heard music
Where there were none
This, I perceived when
Two deaf and dumb,
Young lovers were caught-up
In an all-embracing, kiss.
After which they spoke in sign
It was then by my implicit recollection
That I, myself, could, clearly, fathom, understand
Each syllable unspoken phrase of intangible air!
Each tremulous hair!
Each semaphore wave of their hands
Each nuance of eliciting breath they shared.
And when I stood there half frozen silently
I swear I saw their internal beauty
Prelude in an almost golden atmospheric light
It shone, oh, I’m sure like the Aurora-Borealis
It invoked my heart’s delight
To see that the music of one’s
Love is deaf and dumb,
But neither is it blind to the heart of its sum.
© Mark Andrew Heathcote
Excerpt from the book “In Perpetuity”
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Mr. Mark Andrew Heathcote has been happily honing his writing skills…
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