A Gap In The Clouds

Oh but those sounds
they bring a certain
kind of something
to my soul

I close my eyes
and drift
upon each note
as itself
drifts

and there outside
the rain has ceased
almost as if
the clouds wish to listen
by reaching down
to become mist
to nestle against my windows
to glean
and so soften the night
as this music
softens and warms my emotions

until I myself
become the rain.

~

I bought two CDs today by Ludovico Einaudi and they touched me.