A Melody’s Blessing and Wrath
A “ring” by the bedside, unbearable at timesOutside the windows, chirps to the winds Continuing without the beautiful chimesOffer chances to repent such sins. Static vibration under a smooth baseThe wood beholds and carries such weightsPassing rhythm to the capacious spaceAnd into the mind, of what awaits. Creaks of the stairs, cacophonous messWhat greets the …