The transcendent notes flutter across the page
to ears across time
do I hear the resounding echoes
that amplified off gilded walls and
bounced off of wooden floors that held the creaking chairs of
kings and queens
whose adorned ears gathered the timbre
through their soul
until they wept
with joy and grief?
Vibrations
when set to rhythm,
a humble change, a subtle shift
creates a symphony
in our bones
across stretches of time
to shake
to buzz
to warm
where there is no color
but what you gather from behind your eyes
perfect purple, black, red, orange
inviting as a siren song, that plays
among the cold and distant stars
proof humanity can create
a shared space
where all bones
feel at home.
the sagacious bee 