Description
With stealthy passion
The music filled the room,
Brushing with mystic melody
His throbbing heart.
Outside the stony window frames
Were trees,
Rustling excitedly,
Bowing with frantic grace.
Do trees have hearts? Can they too
Feel the stirring touch of tone?
For trees, there is wind;
For men, music.
Recommended Citation
Siskel, Jean
(1942)
"D Minor,"
Manuscripts: Vol. 10
:
Iss.
1
, Article 12.
Retrieved from:
https://digitalcommons.butler.edu/manuscripts/vol10/iss1/12
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