An ode to music

Goodbye passing notes
Dream tunes
Floating away
Like clouds
Upon wind chimes
You had your moment
Your voice went out
Within the cosmos
Of all that is sound
You were born
Carried alive
In jars of clay
Fragile and soothing
Now I rest
In the memory
Of creating you.

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