POETIC OCEANS 2

wither has the music gone the music that created peace wither have the people gone that comforted with peace wither has the language gone that sounded love and joy why mornings are sorrowful dull grey blue and mournful what are these sounds we hear? or we do not hear, lost in fear why are we, green and queer frowning staring giggling jeer' the Heavens are quiet saddened celestial spheres are quietened no melodies nor symphonies  fill the  majestic vaults-silenced Forgiveness fills my heart and soul That I must beg and offer, whole for all times that I have in darkness been ,The Lord still Merciful has been If music be the peace of life please let it return in  peace supreme, for purposes pure love and goodness secure please,please,please

I woke up at nine only to find no electric current in line but at least the laptop  had light,made my day more bright,happy and I could wish someone else too to Have a nice day' and a Happy Birthday' Thinking of you in this quietude while some are crying,some relieved at a hanging within time yesterday gone had its own fears of discipline and the unknown but we should know we should have known' and so no one can call a day or a moment your own your very own