And it was nothing human-
Soft and angelic-
sounding every note of the symphonic
stealing my heart,
soothing my soul
giving serenity
to my manic mind
her voice spoke truth,
more than that
it spoke volumes
sung of the wrongs
we are blind to
those we accept
as common norms
I heard her voice
The sunshine serenade
That cast out darkness
I still hear her voice
calling to me
speaking to me
through the hushed walls
of my stone heart
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