Duet

What sweet sounds fell upon my ear,

a melody never before have I heard,

and one which I never will forget,

unchained and free, impossible to ignore.

A single instrument played alone,

almost unheard, so soft it's sound,

a sad tune, with notes repeated so low,

lost, alone, echoes through the concert hall.

Then another instrument joins in,

and a gentle harmony unfolds,

a duet so lovely to the ear,

that I am captivated by each chord.

Then the music stops,

a pause is written in the score,

then the tune begins again,

a single tune, alone as before.

The notes are with me still,

running through my mind,

this single tune so low,

which once was part of a duet.

Paul Allen Rice