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Euterpe, Come Ride With Me Again
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After long pause, I once again drift to your siren sounds. You release my passions, my tears, my laughter, while soothing fears in forgetfulness. You paint over all your sisters charms with mists of melody and rhythms of heart and breath. You soar among clouds of color beyond color, tone beyond hearing. You too live in the "other", beyond the senses, infusing me through my soul. Welcome back, my fearsome Muse. Come ride with me a short while more. |
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Written as I listened to some of my collection of musical CDs in preparation for selecting only 20, per my suggestion, to take on a car trip with Kim Greeman beginning May 8, 2013, just about 1 month later. I had not listened to any music at home for years, so this song seemed appropriate. I cried as I heard many of the songs I had not heard for years, inuring myself so I could listen to them in the car and not cry, although I still did for some songs even then, several "listenings" later. Euterpe touches my soul as nothing else can. | |