It floods my soul, It dams my thoughts. Music, music I cannot voice. It wrings my heart, It silences my fears. Music, music Draw out my tears. Play to me, player Notes such as these... For God never gave me Hands for keys. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODE, FR. THE PASSIONATE PILGRIM by RICHARD BARNFIELD IN HOSPITAL: 2. WAITING by WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY AN ODE TO HIMSELF by BEN JONSON ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 71 by PHILIP SIDNEY MOON OF LOVELINESS by MUHAMMAD AL-MU'TAMID II |