the Harp Strings he Clings

old wounds, now
unwound,

split ends scorched in
pyre on calm’s
cloud,

string section gathers,
then surrounds

reabsorbed by harp’s
angelic drone

more lonely toned
than all alone.

image: https://www.saatchiart.com/art/Painting-Madame-with-harp/675342/4119474/view

image: https://www.kacartwright.com/large-multi-view/InstruMental/2750735-7-214154/Harp.html

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