Contributor Series 9: If Men Had Ears
A Still Small Voice
By Ray Brown
The artist’s melody infused the room.
Embraced the audience.
A violin, a cello, a flute,
a fine-tuned piano.
I held her hand
spoke to her in a still, small voice.
Like a bow to the strings of a violin,
it resonated.
Quiet words fashioned–whiffed softly through the night air
tenderly touch the soul
warm the heart.
As we left the chamber hall
I kept this instrument–
a subtle timbre now stirs finer words
no assertive boisterous clamor,
grandiose gesture or performance.
No cymbals or drums.
A subtle melody of human understanding.
I am glad I found this still, small voice.
Ray Brown’s most recent poem here was Reminiscence and Return (March 2011).
You have presented this small poem with a large voice. Lovely.
The final line adds a transcendence that is unexpected and transforming. Well done.