My Silent Music Comments

the music within may define our dancesteps with eternity

Inside of me. Thanks for sharing.

This poem is made up of two contradictions which are in some mysterious not contradictions after all: the first is Silent Music - everyone knows music is noise, it can't be silent; Then within your inner self it is rosy and bright but wait the heart is described as cloudy. And I sense there is a third apparent contradiction not mentioned and that it has to do with the one this poem is given to - your Dad. But since you are silent about this, I will withdraw into silence as well. This poem has a charming tenderness.

A lovely poem, short and sweet; happy and bitter! Thank you for sharing, Cigeng.