Oh! Guitar, what music hides in thy heart <br />That awaits the touch of my soft fingers <br />As my digit ends move over you in quiet <br />What melody flows, how it my spirit triggers <br />Every chord in thee is fastened so tight <br />If one is loose, the notes run dissonant <br />With thy melody, thou sustain my heart light <br />Wonder what sprite hides in this instrument <br />As I listen to thy finely tuned sounds <br />How I am kept long suspended in time <br />To what heights then my wearied soul rebounds <br />Making my spirit afloat in celestial rhyme <br /> <br />Oh music, flood in me to drown my pain <br />Can any on Earth your healing power disdain<br /><br />Valsa George<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-1-my-guitar/
