Classic Poem

You shrink affrighted when I boldy strike the strings of your own

You shrink affrighted when I boldly strike the strings of your own heart which you have always feared to strike for yourself—for that is all that I have done:
I have heard that melody in you which you have not heard in yourself,
I have listened awed: I have not dared until now to say anything lest speech might somehow jar the song you unknowing poured into my treasuring soul:
Now you are prepared for yourself and being prepared for yourself are prepared for others:
Therefore we may travel the round earth together and make of all the scattered musical threads one strand,
Evoking the majestic choral.EnglishShort Poems