Leli, the Fifteenth Note
Ten Thousand Gates > An Impromptu Picnic in a Starlit, Ancient Arena

Oh, but you have such strange music in your voices, as though you sing of anger and love and hate and joy as all of one, and the notes fall away from you like waterfalls and sunlight. It is such a thing, to shivver my fingers and my heart - oh, I could have found you from far, far across this emptyness and dour and dark of a single note, and I am gladdened that I have.

Oh! But you have stopped! Please, please, pay this simple note no heed and continue. I could listen and listen and dance and sigh and never grow weary!

[ Posted by Reason on October 1, 2005 ]