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Author: AhCyKaiLael
Fiction Rated: K - English - General - Published: 11-17-06 - Updated: 11-17-06 - Complete - id:2277762

Pathétique

Symphony No. 6 in B minor:
First Movement: Adagio; Allegro non troppo

Softly swirling stars sparkle in the dark

All is quiet

Each contemplates their existence

Quiet strains are heard from some distant place

Faster and faster in swirl

They play in the swirl

Faster…Faster…they blink to each other

Now they march as the violins join the chorus

Quietly they gather

Around and around they go

They are building a sphere of light,

Careful, careful, calm…

Each builds its own part

For the time has come to

Sew it together –quilt of light

The little lights dance around

In and out –the strain weaves the thread

Together they build something glorious, golden

Now they seem to finish

Yes, it comes to an end as all things do

It fades and is gone from mind and sight

The guiding lines flow away

The symphony is no longer heard.

And the galaxy is made



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