Late one night when all was still
\na rumbling echoed from a distant hill
\nit started out softly, a gentle hum,
\na melodic, soothing, encouraging strum
\nwaking the men of the mill.<\/p>\n
They gathered together outside the door
\nnot one of them there who could say for sure,
\nwhat could create such a rhythm so fine
\nwithout a word they formed a line
\nheading off through the forest to explore.<\/p>\n
Captured by a mystical melody
\neach man climbed up in a tree
\nto where the sound filled the air,
\nit\u2019s couldn\u2019t be seen, only felt there
\nwith an amazing intensity.<\/p>\n
One man leapt into the night
\nreleased the branch he\u2019d held so tight
\nhe gave himself up to the sky
\nmaking no attempt to fly
\njust doing what felt right.<\/p>\n
The others watched, expected to see
\nthe end of one who once was free
\nto walk the earth, live a life
\nraise a child, love a wife
\nbut that was not to be.<\/p>\n
Caught in cloud filled with light
\nhe\u2019d become part of an amazing sight
\nmusicians appeared from everywhere
\neach of them sitting on a chair,
\nbringing to life the night.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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