Angel and Song

As love came, 

so did the feather from once play. 

As soft as cloud, the angels sing, 

a note as quiet, as soft as the prickling of leaves against ground in days they rest. 

The occasional breeze, 

a break in note, 

a beginning of song,

for it is what I long. 

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i had seen that RiverSided had favorited this piece...and i can see why...not just musical...but whimsically romantic in its brevity and soft imagery.

j.

[Spencer Barker]

Jacob, thank you. I very much appreciate it! :)

[Nisreen]

A beautiful piece
Which i think would make a beautiful song

[Spencer Barker]

Thank you for your kind words!