A pit full of waxed nostalgia
\nawaited the takers of sound,
\na groove in the earth like a natural birth,
\nall the needles gone deep underground.
\nWhen a feathery wisp like a dancer
\nsifted up from the earth to the sky,
\na spattering rain, a heartbeat in pain,
\netched a music that made the world cry.
\nAnd the slow dance of wind that soon followed
\nbrought on night which swept feeling away.
\nWhen the curtain of dawn opened up its bright yawn,
\nthere arose the song of a new day.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"