Meditation of Air on a G String

I am lifting and balancing, on Air.
Before the storm, I am a visitor.
A rumble of thunder, and I am your partner.
Together we await the light
that opens my mind
like Bach on Air.
This dizzying madness captures
and floats above us, and rushes my heart.

Air, I breathe life. You, the stir that trembles my heart
and shakes the earth below me.
Johann- I am swallowing your stories,
reeling with a prayer, answered.
Wanted by the strings that float
and wanting them back.
Capturing your lost song. Completely a thief.

Borrow me,
play my strings that I may tingle forever.
As long as I tremble, the earth remains your strings.
The longest bowing is arresting.
I tremble,
for all I am
is a trembling thing.

©jnl

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