Goldfinch60

After A Dream.

Why does it keep happening?

I sit here reading words,

Typing words,

Music playing in the background

When it happens,

A piece of music stirs me.

This piece came on the radio,

I stopped,

Stopped and listened.

I was taken into a new world,

A world of song.

A new piece of music assailed me,

Assailed my mind and heart.

Why had I not heard it before?

I just sat there listening,

Listening to this glorious sound

In this new world of music,

Music that had come into my life,

Come into my life once more.