Hammock Music

(softly), without a hint of harm,

Plead, beg, implore--

curiously rasping, crooning, lamenting--

professing universal truths

with Beauty and Passion,

heartfelt words and soulful notes,

stirring (whispers) of what 

we all believe to be sacred

Author's Note

I wrote this on the way back from Toronto, simultaneously floating and rushing on feather-weight clouds. What do you think?