Aria

from the hard chord-ed,
amid the dark-rooted 
tectonic booming bass-ment

     where

she weaves, she weaves
through tangled knotwork
’round crashing note-work

     ’til

she rises, breaches, lifts past
the pounding, churning morass
flying unbound above it all
an airy expressive melody
breathing high-noted light
singing our everlasting delight

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