Tuesday, September 04, 2007

Water Music

I lay awake and listened all night long
to water-music, out-of-season rain
a rooftop dance, a tin-pan gutter song
a liquid orchestra in every drain
a summer tune with autumnal refrain.
I heard it as a segue, blending themes:
the last few notes of summer that remain
with fall's chorale of fast-refilling streams.
Now water-music softly fills my dreams
as rising rivers overflow their locks
and in my final hour of sleep, it seems--
as earth goes tilting towards the equinox--
in the new movement of this composition
I hear the guiding hand of the Musician.

1 comment:

Christine Klocek-Lim said...

Lovely poem. The sounds of the words reflect the theme of music quite well.