a poem based on a claveroince
By Abhiroop kaur mann
The clavichord's keys
Softly click beneath my touch
Notes held in whispered breeze
As my fingers blithely brush
Rich, sonorous tones
Echo through the quiet air
The music that I've known
Comes alive in perfect care
Each note carefully placed
Melodies that never falter
Reverberating with grace
Through halls I did not alter
Harmonies in tranquil blend
Seem to float upon the breeze
As my fingers softly wend
Over clavichord's master keys
Instruments long since passed
Yet their music still remains
A symphony that will last
Time and change it never stains
So let the clavichord play
And enchant us with its sound
May we ever know the way
To keep our past forever found.
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