Their notes drift in through the window
Tickling eyelids that refuse to open.
Instead of waking, the melody pulls me
Beyond dreams, a symphony of new beginnings.
I let go my troubles and my worries,
Turn away from dark thoughts, those memories
Which haunt my days and loom over my nights.
Away I fly, each clang of the wind chime
Creating an opera in my mind.
***
© Amanda Makepeace
NaPoWriMo 2012
Amanda Makepeace's Imagination Run Amok 
… by now, you are poetry … each day a new posting … while I look for almost any excuse not to litter blank pages with scrawl …
I like this one … the opera, the symphony, the melody … all audible to me. 😀
Thank you! It was fun to see it develop from a single idea. 🙂