Will You Hear?

A poem on the power of music.   Will you hear? It floats through the air The sound splashes like a waterfall Tumbling over the rapids Will you be silent? There is a gentle noise Gathering up like the clouds Ready for the rain to spill over   Will you be still? And feel the vibrating floors It moves through the ground And touches every wall   Will you not see? The fingers that trace the white and black keys They press in perfect time And feel the melody flow   Will you listen? The careful sound of bow over string The hands touch the handle Pulling it across to make the deep notes come alive   Will you close your eyes? Listening to the mist That echoes around your heart Pulling you away from the pain   Will you rest? And let the worries fall Into the stream the music weaves And carries away in the notes of a hymn   Will you come? Away with the sound of the music To the very heights of the mountain Where you sleep in the garden waiting   Will you hear? The birds singing The cello ringing The tune your heart has wanted to hear Will you hear? The rhythmic calls Of one note to another As they take the song away   Will you hear? The piano plays in your heart The viola to please the soul The flute to ease the wounds   Will you hear? The song of the weary The hearts of the torn Come running away with the sound