There is a kind of distant music, <br />Sometimes rings throughout one's being; <br />As if the moon had found it's voice, <br />As if the stars begun to sing. <br /> <br />There is a humming, supernatural <br />That surrounds with floating notes; <br />As if the angel's joy contagious <br />Found it's way, to angel's throats.<br /><br />Patti Masterman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/there-is-a-kind-of-distant-music/
