The Concert Lisa Linscott All is silent Out of the silence Notes drip onto the air Causing ripples of sound Faster, still faster they fall Sweeping me away in their tide Waves building in a roaring crescendo Crashing and clashing Rumbling and roaring Then receding The storm stills The tide turns The notes slowly trickle away And I am left in the silence
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