The Gift of Perception

With The Strike of a Note A emit haunting blare

sounds off beaming with screeching slides, and strains,

Oh Strings Galore, Chords Galore Strings Galore

her voice was so alluring, capturing

evocative the drone was because of

the previous limbs,that got their hooks on it

whether it twas larry, curly, or moe

or this little piggy or that

Yet my love for thee I couldn’t fathom

with years of journey to perform the drone

i wanted control of it now, and ever

the noise i was producing did not peak

now The beauty i first heard i could perform

thy and the drone are compacted as one