An die Musik

by Carl Johnson

In the dark night of my soul
It is the music of my own making,
No one else's, that must save me
The melody that only I can pull
From all the random bits and pieces
Twisted in the fabric of my life
Maybe a song, or now and then
A phrase, some other voice will sing
In the shared bright light of day.

Carl Johnson, a music consultant, lives in Berkeley, California.

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