Photo Credit: Horace Goodenou

The violin, flute, sweet rhythms!

“Will you teach me those skills?”

So, I could play, move hearts,

Bring joy — to my beloved,

And sing, sing, sing:

“Is it a blessing that it seems,

His heart was unfulfilled?”

Maybe it was a lesson,

That I would know,

“True love, lies within!”

A gift so sweet, great rhythm:

It would be such a magnificent,

Majestic thrill!

Empress Journee