together

We watch the thunder and lightning together
you look into my eyes, I, to yours,
rain and wind mixture of admiration
we are listening to fiddle music
and we are singing together
melodies so old, so pure, so lovely,
we look at the sky with only darkness visible
reflecting on what is hidden
stars visible in other ways,
dwelling in ordinary places.

note: I was reading, listening, and inspired by Gaelynn Lea at NPR’s tiny desk.

link:

her blog:
http://violinscratches.com/author/violinscratches/

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