The music mixes with the rain drops as they fall
The saxaphone doesn’t seem to mind, it keeps spitting out what it wants to say
It will not be silenced by some power of nature, but it will keep playing on and on and on
Until it has said all that is needed to be said.
The music mixes with the crack of lightning that lights up the sky
The drums don’t seem to mind, they welcome the light as a new texture into the landscape they are trying to convey
Trying to paint in the beholder’s mind so desperatley wanting
Them to see.
The music mixes with the thunder as it rolls across the water
The bass just laughs, “That was my next rhythm!” It calls out.
Music will not be stopped by any force of nature
For you cannot stop what comes from the soul, only add to
It
About the Creator
Noah Hagedorn
What does someone from the midwest have to offer right? Well if you dig down into the layers, you would find someone from a blended family, a musician, coffee roaster, boat builder, husband, poet, and a lot more that might surprise you.
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