November Knows the Beauty of a Line

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November knows the beauty of a line:
One stroke across the heart of a gray sky.
Vacancy is where true vision lies,
Eternity redacted into time.
Memory now moves into the garden,
Bringing with it music never heard.
Each slender, naked branch is like a word
Recalling the lost happiness of Eden.

Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.

Audio and Video Music: Solo Cello Passion.
By Doug Maxwell. Music free to use at YouTube.



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