Note: working through the anxiety with which the Lord saw fit to test me. A once off kind of poem. Inspired loosely by Sufjan Stevens and Psalm 139.
Understand that the song is yet unmade
And no mind knows it
And you have not played a note.
Count every unplayed beat and find
That melody, harmony, and rhythm together
Outnumber the grains of sand.
Already the audience takes their seats
And you have not yet played a note
But smooth the unsanded grain.
The harmony has already begun
And every heart has heard it.
Though you have not played a note.